You wouldn’t be able to stir it up
if it wasn’t still there,

collected

dark and shifting
at the bottom
of your cup

I said your name into the dark,
a furrowed brow
a question mark

and then a light began to bloom,
and shock set in,
and fear ensued

with swift intake of startled breath,
quickened pulse
and nervous sweat

a thought, it then occurred to me,
that you are more
than just a dream

Sometimes I am consumed with wonder for the universes inside of people. The vastness of their minds and the intricate orchestra that is the atoms of their bodies.

Other times, I’m overwhelmed by an unparalleled, hair raising awe for the universe out there. The one we’re floating around in. The seemingly infinite webs of stars and swirling galaxies. Its quirks and its quasars. The fact that I only barely understand what those are.

There is a confounding mystery to any of this being here at all

And I guess what I want to say, is that you should never be bored. There must be some question in your mind that is worth trying to answer in this limited time you have been given. You need only ask yourself what that is, then let the curiosity build inside and lead you, from one journey to the next

You are an integral part of this world,
an important piece
of a greater whole.

For we are, all of us, each,
the universe,
one vast perception,
one single story
aware of itself through our many eyes

each pair, a fractal,
like countless faces
of a changing crystal

each side reflecting back, always,
a different sliver
of what it means to exist Here,
to be alive.

And the light you shine back in this world
is never unnoticed,
for even in this ocean
of fractured perceptions,
there is only one that is you.

And while you are here,
you will touch the lives, constantly,
of all those around you.
Seeding ripples all the time
that grow into waves you never see

and in this wild, living network
you are loved by so many, and so much,
and when you are gone,
I promise,
all of this will be missing something

When we fall in love
it is not with one person,
but the world

and when we hold them,
we are wrapping our arms
around our favorite part

There is love here,
in uncertainty

in sleepless nights,

in the eternity that spans
each moment, to the next

because of you