Spaces between the spaces
In wonder of how there is
always enough room
Making time in the timeless
In wonder of how time restricts
what is Infinite
Time and space pronounced
By the need for limits in cubes
That box us up tidy
When Creation has no limits
In we’re too busy to see if we can
Make the Heavens bow down to us
Today I’ll laugh at the absurdity
Free my safety compartments up
Allow magic to have no tricks up It’s sleeve
Breathe in the perfect moment
When space and time are only words used
To conform and confine EArthly tidings
I’m already rising to a giggle
Out of the box in enough time
To free myself to the heavens
