It was so long ago,
or so far away,
like stars
that are no longer there.
Even though we see them
burning brightly in the sky,
their light is a lie.
Yesterday was all we had,
a fire that kept the cold
away from all the things we hold.
Today we look around
and there is nothing left to burn.
Who knew it would freeze us to the bone
in irradiated glow?
Tomorrow just might hold the answer,
but we will never know.
We’ve replaced yesterday
a thousand fold.
We have memories
of falling,
but never hitting the ground;
we didn’t know that we were flying
without knowing how.
Calculate our equations,
rationalized it down
to a set of data
that never saved us anyhow.
We were numbers,
bought and sold;
we thought that dying stars
just went cold.
We forgot that sometimes they explode
and change the universe when they go.
Here,
in this frozen,
forever vacuum,
I will hold you,
tell you that we’re more;
than numbers that control you.
I will keep you warm
until the end
when you consume me
and release yourself.
Be free.
Be a light that can be seen,
shining in the dark
from so far away
long after you are gone.
Some of us go cold
and some of us explode.
Only Heaven knows.
HG – 2016
