Once found, an unsealable sight
that guides the Path unbeknownst
to most. On comets we sail through
nebula and galaxy to sister worlds.
Divinity Measured by Time,
stretched by the cosmic fabrics,
in which we lay
and in our dream-state wonder.
Only to discover that the universe
is fabricated by our mind
and the exploration
is taking place from within.
I love the movement in this poem! It's really easy to get caught up in :)
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