Storm clouds tarry in the air
the bleakly casted shadows speckle,
dancing across the muted earth
a sheet of sleep bestowing peace
in stillness, stowed away 
is yesterday


Teeming, leagues above the atmosphere,
in auras gilt by passing rays of starlight,
hover minds detached from interplay of 
toiling ant-like beings, infinitesimal 
they seem, from here
in heaven


They who pass timeless moments
skipping stones across the cosmos
sending waves worlds over
just to see the way eternity might
crumple between fingertips
when hearts burst
creating galaxies in their wakes


a world of magic;
eyes alight with splendor 
share a glimpse of reverie
a memory of fantasy that’s lost within a dream
of towering trees and lushest greens,
of homeliness and softest bliss,


to reminisce of a place
so familiar, yet erased
a surest sense of true belonging
tucked away within a pocket
in the corner of the soul


reaching 
for the stars
to fall into the abyss
to be consumed
or to subsist
on traversing that space
of emptiness
to find a place where we exist
no more, amiss
in the vertex betwixt