Eyes closed
I float through your shadows
the ghostly reflections from your celestial cities guiding my way
I touch your frosty stars with the tips of my fingers
giving a spark of eternal light
I dream of you often
so much so, you have become my reality
but you are reachable only in my dreams
where things are beautiful
things are possible
with every step you reveal yourself to me
lit by the light of 1,000 moons
I tip-toe through the dusty paths of your mountain tops
the center of you is ominous and lovely
your breezes lifting me up, floating me to-and-fro, dancing along through your magenta fields
the grains of your pastures extending high into the infinite cosmos
twinkling like rays of sun as they dance in the sweet stellar air of night
feeling your presence beneath my feet but never touching down
I feel calm
what a gift to spend an eternity staring into your nothingness
to live in your pillars of creation
and feel the massiveness of your being in my minuscule veins
I will rest my weary head on your billowy clouds
and drift away on a black starry night
open my eyes to your eternal display of celestial wonder
as I drift down the water of your milky riverbeds
young stars sculpt the shores of your outer-banks
your colorful landscape ever-changing
eyelids shut
your light continues to echo
composing a symphony of colors
I take them in
for you am I and I am you
and you will flow through me for all eternity
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