You kiss me…like the horizon
And I whisper: ‘tomorrow”
Let the stars fall today
like electrons having lost their motion
For, today is starved of relief
like a nation fighting for its freedom
And I am a creator
who makes time sub-atomic…
makes it both solid and liquid
in a quantum curry of both past and present
I uncover the lid of destiny
from over the vessel of my travails,
hot from the stove of conviction
And I feel my spirit, so fragile, on tenterhooks
But you are the universe that envelopes me
And my spirit becomes as solid and as certain
as the future
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