I only know a little about dark holes...
what I do know keeps me at a distance.
Learning that "not even light is fast enough to escape its pull,"
gives a whole new flavor to things.
"Wouldn't it help to name the wide abyss in the center of your
heart a cauldron of brimming hope?
Reading these words and imagining my heart
as a cauldron brimming with hope is an enchanting affair.
It makes me want to fling open
the inner doors and windows
so this hope can permeate every vein,
every artery. every inch
of inner soil.
"There can be no further collapse.
Only the steady evaporaton of a love so singular
it ends in a flash, a final sung note
made by the immensity of what it carries."
This is so potent when I think of my life force,
with its steady evaporation...
I find myself lost for words...
stunned by amazement.
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