After and under it all
I am a beam of light
Hurtling through space
Spreading mirth and luminance
why must i pile so many other things on top of that? These selfish, twisted hopes and fears; they plague me.
Before and over it all
You are always at my side
In my mind's eye
Spreading out into the expanse
if only we could live in the palace that my desires might build for our comfort and exuberance. We could have everything at once, to spite the boundaries who pretend that you are there and I am here.
A part of me is already out there scanning the cosmos
As they dance by, so filled with potential
Our gospels calling out in chords of spectral enthusiasm:
"Come dance the way that always was."