There could have been a time
When the path might have changed,
But nothing changed,
And the pain turned to adventure,
A cracking open of oneself,
Where the light finally shined.
In that space, divinity planted
Its seed, just as when someone
You love goes down in a plane
Or gets mangled in a car.
The shock of it all jolts
You back to your own life.
And everything grows crisp,
Sparkles, and lights from within.
Without the narrow places,
We would never access
The vastness of space,
Within, without.
