what's your rush?
I'm not asking you
all
in a vague sense of metaphors
more so just to find some sense of reason
as to why you haven't sat and just stared at that full moon

wonders bigger than my own imagination
it's the man, the rabbit
the face of China's yin and yang
never ceasing
always gaping
swelling and exhaling straight into the surface of my own soul

oh this melody
and the best light show man has since ever face
gape me
tear me open all for this
a cosmic consciousness
collective God pinpointed in wispy velvet blue black

little drops
slightly,
almost tangible
an unobtrusive glance
just like its halo
shimmering and never fading beyond the glories
which lay ahead, for yourself and I