Welcome to the spectacular reverie of reality
Stone soup of time
Archangels of pearls and iridescence sing
Incandescent luminaries flutter in thousands
Galaxies smile at blushing auroras
Hungry black holes vacuum spacious living rooms
The sun angrily spits and sputters
Tired of this game of “follow the leader”
The moon sleeps in blissful catatonia,
His sharp chin accusing conscious souls
Of refusing the darkness he’s allowing
Poverty and displeasure’s screams
Heard light years away from Earth
Soft oblivion beckons to bodies
Ridden with normalcy
This is a snag in the universe’s tights
Bursting at the seams with heaven
Ever so thoughtfully
Put just within our reach.