Boundless As Our Longing

[covenant_quest]

Where to will these lines
and my essence go?
To the edge,
or through your heart?
Can you see it now before you?
Is it obvious? Vague?
Concrete blocks or
abstract patterns?
What are my words when
compared to this brevity,
to the closing doors,
and in the face of death,
our most lonely of departures?
Who will we be, or what,
when we go?
Just atoms, and mere impressions
in the minds of a paltry few...
Leaving behind a cat, a dog,
an empty bed...
Please, oh please,
let it be thus:
when we disperse may we
return,
all our energies bound
together again,
and as our consciences
awaken once more,
may we find a world as
boundless as our longing...