(In times after the apocalypse)

In the old days
The lightning struck cold
on my giddy giddy face.
-  Humanity died  -
And ever since
we have been enlightened
by that day.

Swirls of color and other star dust
filled the tiny holes
in which the Earth
long created.
The Rivers and Ponds
became the sea.
In water, we are One.


So lightning struck the sky
humanity cried
the birds went peacefully
as they were expected to.

Did the Planets live on?
with me now in my bubble
of never-ending time?
I get to feel the other faces
around me
turn to mine.
We are all One
now
in this never ending spiral.
We played each others part
until we no longer had to.

Those Stars caving in
I could watch it again
excited now for long existence
rather than remembrance
of times always past.