Does it hurt,
imagining the whole world?
Every cloud.
and every tree,
and every car?
How is it that you are
able to
imagine every point of view?
Are you everyone,
or is everyone you?
To see the world
through ever pair of eyes,
the horizon line
from way up high
becomes a globe.
How is it different
that the view from below?
Every light in the sky.
What’s it like
to imagine
what it’s like to die?
Or take flight,
or face the night,
or the eternity of space;
how do you imagine this place?
The galaxy,
the universe
and every star.
As far as I can see
this is impossible,
yet I look out
and there it is.
How do you imagine
every little thing?
The smallest detail
captured perfectly
without missing anything.
Every look,
every laugh,
every touch;
how did you imagine
there could be so much
love
in one world?
How did you find the space
to fit it in,
with all the hate and sin?
We are limited,
except where we are limitless.
How did you imagine
all of this?
All of us?
HG – 2021