Life, she is Love.

What does that mean
What does that look like

Questions sewn at the seams
And missed dances in the moonlight

With twenty nine thousand days
A breath becomes nearer to the soul

A wilderness, a wilderness we roam
A walk around our pyre, for the life unknown

What does it look like
To be on both sides of the moon

The stratosphere ripped apart
Into new heights beyond superfluous pain

We hunger and we stay
Not knowing any other but the merciful ephemerality weigh

Heavy on those whose crosses are born
With those who cannot see past the judgement and scorn

The differences between thoughts may meander
I beg of you to look beyond the scandal

Of what this nation has sewn in the roots
& the seams of our being
memories fade
but there is a light to follow soon

A light that says
"Hey. This is me."

A gentle kind easy of a beating heart with
Less than 29,000 days tells a story

Treasures in our time
Loving you to feel
A power to heal our rough palm's history
Line down on the road to Freedom and Real
The crossroads of right and wrong on the avenue of misery
We understood the walk
Although tiresome and many grow weary
This love is light and choreosonically orchestrated
Movement & Sound
& rest
That's all any thing was when He made it
& is
A portmanteau of togetherness
A love letter to nothingness
A writing to Moth
To attract a light
That could be
That is love
That is
Yes
That is
Oui
& Sí
& beyond language
That U
& I
That kind of comprehension
Attends for no tuition fee
That is me.
That is Why
Stay
Don't Leave
Only
One
Possibility
Within the whole wide world of infinity
Then there was the word
A fulfillment of a divine authority
Of a previously unknown Holy Trinity
Now that you see, oh say can you see?
A Love Supreme.
Hold this while you are held in it.
The density that moves our society ~~~~
Deeper than an ocean of memory
That is what she means.
Close your eyes
& listen

to what she looks like.