A Golden Sky

I dreamed I stood in silence

Beneath a shattered golden sky,

While the stars rained down like tears

Blinked from a universal eye.

And in my fist I held

All that I’d ever truly owned,

Yet my fingers closed on air,

Clutching only my skin and bone.

But something in that gesture

Hinted at more than I could see,

That like my skin the air

Was just as much a part of me.

And I’d found I owned nothing

For I already had it all,

I was the gold that streaked the sky

And every star still yet to fall.

It was this that I held onto

When I finally awoke,

To find a sky the brightest blue

That showed no sign it ever broke.

For more, check out When I Have FearsA Hundred Small Universes With YouA Thousand Loves, and An Epiphany


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