No Separation
A thousand stars bore their pinpoint holes
into a centimeter of dark sky.
If that drifting cloud disappeared,
ten thousand more
would pierce through perception.
If we were to shift our sight
just one fingerbreadth away,
a universe might leap into our eyes,
and remain there,
to shine out,
in the brightest of daylights.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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