While we move the stars in some way I'll never understand
vibrating and swinging in an arc across the sky
long fingers retracing love’s wondrous persistence.
God's putting space again in my eyes
Moving honestly
Believe in the universe closest to you
and that I don't name names,,,
Use your radar to circumnavigate the back screen
the radiologist, books, and the aerial mixing of words with pauses
In trying to view thing this way
You may find spirals too within soft tissue
and words with eyes breathing cold echoes into your heart
what I didn't come to say
The voice that slows and catches paused dreams
looking back just saying simply what to do
pinpointing curiosities
not in weakness or fear, but in confidence
with comfort and calm
I'm going to Believe
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