So many stars.
Some far, some near…
I wonder, if God cries, then are stars simply tears?
So many layers, too many levels.
I wonder, if the universe expands ever more…
Then is God purposefully evasive?
Can we ever be sure?
I may be mistaken, Love is the cure…
But even that is complex.
I recall acting pompous, obnoxious, fiendish and narcissistic.
Trying my best to be honest, yet, focused on a dream bigger than you and I.
But the weight of the world, reminds me of the strength of Atlas.
And the vibrations I sense, are simply, this, magic.
