Daily missive for Friday the 24th of February.

What happens to the universal?
It spins around
In exultation
Of its resolve to expand
Whilst we revolve
As the axis
Of our station
The fulcrum of creation.
Sheltered by degrees
Embedded in a web
Of woven relationships
Connections with substance.
Physicality
Embroidered in existential
Reality.
A collection
Of understandings
Surrounded by
The barely known
Overlooked by missed opportunity.
Where will it go
The meaning we have searched for
When we are no more.
Can you now know
Are you with me
Is this your voice
Calling me home
Or a wish yet to be fulfilled.
Is it my yearning
For what has been lost
Or does a part of you
Remain within me.
Why would you waste
Such time
Knowing the shallowness
Of my soul.
Its incomplete incarnation
The cowardly tilt
Toward disengagement
Its embodiment of
Human frailty
Worn with less…