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Reach out on that balance beam of light

will travel

farther than you could make it

in three hundred million meters.

Time stops

sixteen billion miles a day

contained in turning hands of crystal faces.



A thousand light years at eleven million miles a minute

makes for short trips

across the universe

at the speed of God.

All we have to do

is get across a nearby branch,

energy to energy,

mind to mind,

soul to soul,

with God to guide us over thresholds.



Einstein couldn’t comprehend,

we can make it over gaps of thought

with just a tiny bend of the bough,

but we won’t break.

This isn’t some lullaby

of morbid mortality.

You aren’t your body, you’re just in it

until your soul can be awakened to its full

potential state

on the day of finality,

where we will catch a greater glimpse

of existence

closer to the way

God goes through his day.



Time is but a tool,

minuscule and ever bending.

Relativity is sending different measures

from each body of celestial array.

We’ll all be stars that day,

by the force that gently guides

from chaos to splendor

timed together in brilliant symphony.