Red lights across the sky

Stars gazing back in my direction

Right before my eyes

Infinite possibilities obtained

Through walls of obstruction

Mysteries circling through the brain

Is the glass half empty

Or is the glass have anything

In it at all

The universe in all of its glory

Becomes the celestial wall

Traveling wonders of light beams

Straight paths to the unknown

That cultivate the dreams

To when you see it then it’s gone.

Galaxies small enough for my pupils to see but so vast it provokes His creation to believe!

Comprehension is hermetic but paramount...yet it is necessary and zealous. Pleading with us to acknowledge, if He spoke this all into existence, no man could ever duplicate it! #Truth

I See Nothing.