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."