#flowofconciousness

I have come away this morning, 

and standing just before dawn, the sky seems so far away.

A complex telescope and clatter far more crowded and spinning and for a moment,

it is shattering, swirling, and I am rotating inward.

This black hole, why did it grow so large?

How did the vast dark above me evolve before the light?

 I am in the throes of the dying stars, I gaze up...

I am one.

Then, a crescent image of the sun, 

it’s timely.

The most basic of promises,

and the erratic chunks of matter whirling in my chest, 

clear,

slowly.

I gaze up again,

life emerges across the rays and I have come for this ritual.

Where the dark and the light glide past each other, no different from those constant stars,

I sigh.

Life wins,

life wins.

I still live.

Hey now listen...

Because, the words are all drippy.

Drip

D

R

I

P

Drop.