Within the brightest star,
A form is created.
Made up of my aches and pains.
Love engaged at times debated.
Sent from within the depth of my soul,
Into this world it calls to seek.
Uncaring of all around,
Sorrow and abandoned for it will reek.
Down it falls,
With no fear on its side.
A long way it has,
As it begins its unpleasant ride.
Awakening from its sensational touch,
It seems to place me at ease.
Its silk trail it leaves behind,
A tickled but comfort tease.
Acknowledged of the reasons,
Strained for the cause it must be.
A form throbbing for salvation,
For its essence elevating within me.
It comes near the end of its vast path,
For refuge in time it could not find.
As it gets prepared to depart its meaning,
allowing no such sense to remain in my mind.
Physically it is no longer felt,
But mentally and emotionally it stands by.
It is this that allows life to prosper,
This form still too young to dry.
A form not yet vanished,
Liquefying independently.
Creating its own world of grief,
Where all its kind can flow endlessly.
As this world waits upon the rest,
Completion within seconds it is near.
My love, for you are the reason,
This world of forms to you I declare my darkest tear.
----S.B.
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