Bedouin beginnings around a vast expanse of fire,
The planets of now, even the scars it has survived,
Fading away a vacuum in a gift combined,

As stream’s of consciousness sparked in collisions,
Breaking a surface to scope through the difference,
Consuming distances through a still conscience in ripples,

Like the stars that bloom & glow in the night,
Letting go each day for a breath forgiven,
Improvised from the ever changing infinite eye,

In a seedling or a trap for the visions of a heaven,
Yearning & waiting for the path to be significant,
When its cost in all that is & will be , is paved by indemnity,

A while on earth seems seamlessly independent of my mind , its time & what’s supposedly mine.