Even stars, up ... in the heavens
Would be like us, if they only knew
What it’s like to be friends together,
Finding ways to help one another
Sharing times, despite the whether
We are who we are, our differences
Project an aura which becomes our depth of dimensions
Make like, real life reflections, in projections
Focused somewhere within our thoughts,
Yet seeing so little ...of the entirety, of forever,
Only in what self reflections still …echo in our minds
What we've been taught, of a story some call history
Reflections of countless struggles of our kind
A freedom has been bought at so high a cost
It staggers the imagination
Even to grasp the thought …when we’re so inclined
Although, still …we’re almost blind
When it’s so far beyond our grasp ...the immensity of eternity
We must be, content to see it all as best we can...
Women and men, together who, raising families of loving entities
Creating societies, in the echoes of a greater love
Becoming a heaven, as most of us perceive
In our life and minds, resonating
As we pulse and glow, each in turn
Adrift in a sea, many of a kind...
In the universal ocean
Of believing, blessed to be
Sharing, a passion for life
...in this space
And time
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