I see stars. See in them what I am capable of
I see a heart. Broken in between happiness like hope
I see void. In this I have come to rest
I don’t see myself.
I see a mirror. In this fractal misrepresentation,
I see all. I see what a thought can do
I see it when it falls onto grabbing hands.
I see what was meant for me,
I see hands accidentally open
Receiving exactly what they need.
I see worry. It clouds truth like invisible plagues
I see light on the back of my eyeballs
I see myself
Readying my armor for what
I have done to my soul.
I see god. Thanks given and taken away,
But god knows I am always thankful, even when all
I see is despair.
I see love. I am cradled there.