eye nebula 2


my season of pain is coming to an end

I twist my fingers in a clinch

yearning, never ending yearning

fills my soul like a vast emptiness

swirling against endless walls

spreading into an infinity

of hope just hanging on the edges

slipping dripping trying to escape

its face peeking from a ripple

rolling away with every grasp

of my crippled hands my heart

aching matches the distance

dense and free as the infinity

circles round and back to me

and I finally see it’s His retina

holding me my world my heart

forever in an infinity of hope