Everything/ From Time

Everything was Gone*
Then it flew right back to me
So out in the heavens, once more time
could I see. because without this flight
back, and this Trust in all things that go
round, So much certainty, on behalf of my
whole person, I never would have been found.
Just a person to exist, one who was born and meant
To rise. To show and to illuminate and to represent all
that's inside. Nothing soft about this, stirring in all of
it's mighty worth. A breath that belongs to me, one that
is basically sustaining its last lap, but has been with me since
my Birth.