Find me in the weight and force of gravity; A fierce wind howling through the cavities of night Look for me in the quiet wave that tosses itself upon the shoreline; The sound of a sharpened axe as it meets the stone
In the nomad, wanderer, and traveling soul
Behind the suns descent, beneath the shielding clouds,
A moon absorbing both prayer and light.
Heard in the rhythm murmured by an emptied heart
The nameless face with open eyes, Seen.
A rocket blazes across the sky
Disappearing, leaving no sign or trace
Reaching space, rippling out towards time immeasurable
Find me here, now, and always
In a space never reached,
A place never explored,
A time yet to be created.
Find me alive, here and now,
In the eyes of a child yet to be conceived.
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