The Gap

The gaps between the universe’s intrigue. Did the heart of all hearts falter, did the pulse in the neck of existence die? One universe - a tittle of bright sand among untold other, and in-between that blank deep dark. If time is a traveler then the gap, the dead space, that fathomless cistern that all light drains into, is indeed a well of nothingness that sunders one cosmos from another. Zoological parks thrive billions of years apart. In all living places God is not mocked…but that gap between them where no light lives, that void no eye can open within - that is the utter separation. God alone knows that infinite space between dreams where all there is and ever will be are held in empty abeyance, a death-door where just perhaps, one speck of hope still flickers.