Crystal Sackman

A voice echoes
in rippling rings
across the universe

Frozen in silence
the voice is lost within reach,
absorbed in the vastness of space.
Lack of oxygen is not lack of meaning,
feeling, in this moment.

Infinite space condensed
in molecular beauty
a depth of which I cannot touch,
but I can feel.
It fills every molecule of thought,
reason, being, existence.

My heart is a universe,
my heart is infinite
For my love reaches further than body.
I know eternity with every breath, step, kiss.

These hands make moons and stars,
these hands create life, the pulse between palms
creates fiery explosion
that rivals the Sun.

Silence drapes heavily about us,
a darkness speckled with light.
I fear not the depth of unknowing
for I am warm inside my thoughts.