Life creeps in around me
and I weep
I feel out of place
my own star, dim by comparison.
the collective looks so beautiful
there in its other world –
colors twirling, unfurling, embracing
cracks in the wall
even the ones that enclose me.
eyes down in grief,
transformative beauty before me;
the evolution that would happen
should I raise my glance
to meet its eye
aye, face down
and life creeps in around me.
image credit: Shadowscapes Tarot