Multiverse

Distant jewels of night inthrall my eye. A timeless question forms upon my mind. Universe. Compared to you, what am I? Inside I feel alien to my own kind... With their fruitless efforts to quantify- eternity and shape reality. They place limits on an unruly sky- a witless display of totality. Stranger than fiction; that which is scope-less. As if the eye of the mind were sublime. Depictions of fire; but yet smokeless. Stars ablaze, make relevant space and time. To you, I’m a cosmic ghost in this shell. We’re one and the same, no matter the veil. November 27, 2020