This one enjoys the feeling of being incomplete, as if wrapping things up would offend the majesty of the infinite.
Yes. We will travel beyond the ridge of your imagination. And bask in the glory of what you never dared to dream.
Send me home
Where the urgency of knowing
Stands raw, naked
Vulnerable to the gods of skies
If I could hold this in the palm of my hand, I would bless the water of the seed
I know where I have been
I know where I am going