because I do not have the faith to reach to the heavens
hold me, here and now, in all your pulsating reality
powerful, as you lift me in your arms,
and draw my eyes towards yours.
Aether, as you paint heaven for me.
linger for a while,
because I do not have the serenity to meditate
only a head crammed full of crumpled bits of paper,
and loosening cords to places and faces,
hopes and desires discarded on a bedroom floor.
oh lest we forget,
that we are all in our own caged consciousness
the darkened night time mocks us
and suddenly you do not feel so warm.



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