These have all become


What is this

thing that I have done?

The work is hard,

but not as hard as some.


Venturing out


my center.

Breaking my

own gravity.

There’s got to be something more

to this union


the Universe and me.


I’m trying to see

every star

at the same time.

Trying to open my eyes

so wide,

that they can take in

all the light

that has ever been;

maybe that

will illuminate me.


Show me the way.

I’m desperate for help.

I’m pleading all out loud.

I’m all alone out here,

lost between the clouds

and the frozen ground,

the mountains and the sea.

Can you hear me?


Can you hear me?




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