Out there wide, far beyond what we know and what we can see |
Within The Sky by Keaton Foster There's a thing Within the sky Outside my mind Far away Beyond scope Devoid of time Out there deep Way past steep In the blackness In the emptiness It has no name It has no meaning Only purpose Only significance I myself am unable To wrap my brain around it Was it created Or has it always been Is some unknown thing In control Or like me is it spiraling Toward a deeper stillness An absolute blackness An emptiness filled To the very innermost Within the sky At a moment in time I am able to see it Between the right light And the perfect darkness If only for the briefness Of a second well spent It is both beautiful And abundantly terrifying But then again so is life The one I am living Present occupardo Further out wide In the profound stillness Forever is not even close It is so far away That any life itself Would long be expelled Just trying to get closer Then a fraction of an inch To where it is now Maybe I’ll go Probably I won’t From afar we are meant Just because I can see it Makes me nothing more Then those who have Closed their eyes I’m am as blind As those who see That which I don’t If everything is light Then nothing else Is mired in absolution In the sky What and nothing Are intertwined One and the same Both here and now And what is And what is not… Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2024 |