INFINITE is the expanse between the stars….
Yet such a small distance between men
WHAT in this world could ever compare
To fractures like a hair, and the silliness of being scared?
Where are… the marvels
The galaxy marvels at mankind’s galaxy sized unbelief
The type of unbelief that believes it is right to nail the flawless to a tree
What solace is there for the sorrows of the universe?
Who shall comfort her… who shall whisper that it will be alright…
I half dance on the floor… waiting for her to join this waltz
But her heart is broken – I suspect it is at least half my fault
I’m not healing the world!
I’m being consumed by it… by me…
I make only marginal increase in my spiritual lack
All of creation supports the fact that the ethereal root
Is the spine of my joy, and will always have my back
The trees bear witness, to my bared witness…
I’m all about comfort.
My actions, my hesitations, my falls…
To keep my comfort appeased.
Please. Help me. Heal me. The universe needs me.
I’ll be the torch!! A fantastic one.
Bring the light like on a porch, and burn all the dark ones.
… INFINITE is the expanse between the stars…
And infinite is the power of the heart….