As sure as we arose in turn did the sun, and we knew it was all okay.
Time ticked, time tocked, past the windows of our skulls, and everything was still all okay.
We started to change in to something we hoped, but never desired to be and we fought it.
We fought it becuase that would no longer make everything okay.
We watched the moon ascend past the earth and the audience of the stars took their place, and again it was all okay.
We slept, and dreamt about wonders, and calmly smiled in our sleep all the while knowing that when we awoke again, everything would not be okay.