I puzzle over all the world
I puzzle over wonders
And over wonderment itself
Over tragedies
And tragedy itself
I question hyper-vocalism
As well as reclusivity
I’m perpetually at fault for one or the other
Whether I know it or not
I have enemies because I breathe
And allies because I think
And the world is a dark place right now
And it is a loud place
And it is difficult to see the light
And it is difficult to find peace
Quiet
But I see the light
It shines from a million points all around me
Occasionally brushing my arm
And I only hope I can be one among the stars
That I somehow add to a constellation
Somewhere
And as I clutch the sides of my head and search frantically for answers
I feel my Lover’s hand in mine
And I hear my God in a hushed tone
And for a moment,
I believe I am alive
I am not alone.
And I may add to the world without adding to the noise
And I may add to the darkness one more speck of light
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