I was born feeling my way through the world 

A moon orbiting the warmth of other people

I feel the whole solar system and the stars beneath my feet

Dark matter, intangible realms, the unknown, I can feel it between my fingers

My feelings are unconcivably vast, something cosmic

I am sitting cross legged in waist high pools of space with the world in my fist

I swallow the sun in one large gulp

I feel seasick in my chest as I drink down the oceans

The sticky feeling of seasalt coating my veins and everything inside me

The high and low tides rise and fall in my chest

The breathes of the world fill my lungs

Moonlight shines from the soft edges of my mouth

As I sigh and let out the voices of the world inside my ribcage

Floating around somewhere between time and other dimensions

This feeling existed long before me

It must have waited between planes of existence, God, and other hidden places

Before it settled in my chest

This weight of something ancient exists between each of my breaths