Afloat in some limitless universe.
A Bottomless pit receives.
darkness that can be worded not.
a shameful feeling of loneliness
in the opening paragraphs of life.
Eye full of searchlights scanning the skies
In the rhythmic clatter of existence
wanting a momentary pause of meaning
space-expanding or contracting
never embracing the whole in perfection.
Give me back my rainbows
those lyrical melodies that were sung within
smugness invade again
this wandering hermit to peace.