Guide me
Sage ...
child of the infinite,
that we also
may become
One with the infinite,
to give us
direction,
in this life,
on this rock
infinite space …
to become,
with every breath,
A frozen wildflower,
Its faded colors pressed in the ice,
A thing of limitless beauty
beyond
What can be
or is
by merely imagining it.
Defying of the rules of this place,
This entropy
This space,
This math,
life
wants …
to live
…
because
