Here I sit on this Planet of One; Leaned up against the Father and Son.
We spin through the galaxy on pivotal change.
I ask for forgiveness with life rearranged.
The sky opens wide to a myriad of stars; Far away wonder from Feathers in Jars.
Juice is the fruit from all of the flavor.
Anxiety keeps me from crowds that I savor.
Will it ever be possible to dance in the rain?
Can I give up the ghost of a past full of shame?
Never can I judge another greater than me; I carry my baggage as a claim to history.
Yet I look up to those who traveled before me.
They connect to a line of infinity.
My purpose has many layers at best.
On this Planet of One I am only a guest.
Sooner or later my time will appear and a life well lived will pass through the mirror.
Planet of One
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