Beneath me, the stars
a pattern scattered upon the waters,
a labyrinth etched behind closed eyelids
I stand,
awoken by the briefest touch,
distance broken,
a vessel that held everything,
in a moment,
shattered into tiny specks,
beneath my feet.
Beneath me, the stars
a pattern scattered upon the waters,
a labyrinth etched behind closed eyelids
I stand,
awoken by the briefest touch,
distance broken,
a vessel that held everything,
in a moment,
shattered into tiny specks,
beneath my feet.