I have been suspended in space
For longer than I care to remember,
My feet ripped from the breathing earth,
My head trapped and surrounded by purple nebulae and wheeling giants,
Reaching for some semblance of ground
As I drifted further into the dusk.
They claimed to be breathtaking,
Spinning and lost as they were.
Claimed to show me the galaxies and the planets,
And all the corners of the universe.
So I dove for them, further away from the dirt,
Plunged from security, into the deep of the night,
Reaching for stars that disappeared as I drew near.
Grasping at clouds,
Light that turned to darkness,
And crying at the sudden emptiness.
A boy put his arm around my back,
And helped me back to the grass and the wind and the quiet sound of rain.
And we lay in November leaves, and looked up.
His eyes, safe. Body, warm.
I began to see the entirety
Of the universe.