The Sky is Alive

When the world began we all shared one name, one in flesh and bone. In a chasm of time we all separated, drifting like pieces of wood out into the ocean of the sky. We lost our name in the abyss of this crazy gift called time. The sky is alive, your name is a whisper in the dark and your smile a ribbon of stars. I kiss your starry lips and we have one name and body and you are my soul.