My heart has not been broken, no,
instead
it has been obliterated tremendously.

The people of my mothers
their sons and daughters, those who I would have thought were close to me
if I were to ponder, I would wonder of them constantly
my peers
my associates
my loved ones
even my enemies.

Oh!
Artist of this universe
architect of my tortured soul
if I were to humble myself further, would loving hands comfort me?
If I continued to give from my own energy, expendable
will the softest voices whisper to me - essentially, without an audience, keep me company?

Where is heaven from here?
I have been told of a goddess,
who I have yet to encounter,
who I have yet to know closely,
and still,
she has already placed steps within my dreams
wherever her divine feet would land flowers would bloom suddenly, and excitedly
floating, the angelic she
her essence is represented by a hue of light that radiates, a regal shine.

Eventually,
her beauty, it has been revealed to me within this reality,
eventually,
will she deliver me?