I

 

How do you know this second is your last breath?

How do you know gems that trickle will call smiles? 

How do you know that pronoun will be your first kiss?

 

How do you know you know you? 

How do you know readings of divine inks on celestial scrolls?

How do you know what breaks and what mends?

 

How do you know what infinite eyes of the skies speak?

How do you know the languages of waters’ tongues?

How do you know a fire beats its first or last? 

 

How do you know what time syncs with, for, by, and in? 

How do you know we are one and dynamic?

Does every reflection tell us the truth? 

 

 

II

 

Every moment is more priceless than finest wine, light, and finest cities 

Everything serves as currencies for smiles.

Everything portal to speak sudden abundant miracles of love 

 

Everything you are is the best gift to you and infinity.

Every soul of the celestial chants divine purity 

Everything broken is made to serve new and better purposes.

 

Everything is the same; sand, water, then into oblivion

Everything in nature is the freshest fluidity of perfect performance 

Everything is free-given, plain naked, yet priced to serve joy or tears.

 

Everything is made an existence with, for, by, and in

Everything and essence is beyond quantum ripples Science speaks

Everything reflection is only as real as fate fluttering to serve.