my eyes scan the sky

like an x-ray machine


but all I see is the beautiful

blue void where there is nothing


my heart thumps the sun

like a ripe melon shining gold


but all I feel is the firm texture

separating worlds that cannot be breached


my mind lays quiet and empty

under all it surveys and still can't figure it


and so I let my soul be its own universe

and contemplate its content


but I don't know what any of it

and lifetimes to find out the facts






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