Higher than the soul can hope...
All day I have been haunted by a sense of something. In the wind I can hear it; in the grass I can feel it. It is above, below, around, and within all at once, and I feel as though my very soul is stretching to contain the enormity of it. It is like looking into ten thousand crystals, and seeing endless, brilliant light within the heart of each one, and the light is both upon me and a part of me. The taste of it is like eternity.
And the one all-consuming thought that is pounding through my head and my heart and every particle of my being, with an indescribable yearning, "And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart... And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart... And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart......"
I love, that is all.
And the one all-consuming thought that is pounding through my head and my heart and every particle of my being, with an indescribable yearning, "And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart... And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart... And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart......"
I love, that is all.