Dreams Depend

I walk among the stars

in deep space protected

by her love.

Each tiny dot

a moment shared in time

around which whole worlds spin

and life blossoms.

She is the sun

to countless worlds

both primitive and evolved.

She is the giver of life

with radiance unmatched and unbounded -

golden rays cast down and

reflected in the eyes of the oceans

and skies which long for her touch.



Her warmth is felt in presence

both emotional and physical.

It is emotion turned physical

by charm and elegance

which stops the breath of

landbound creatures gasping

for air and forgetting to inhale.

She is the goddess Aphrodite

from which all splendor stems.

A mere touch of her sensual

hand turns a barren patch

of earth to a garden paradise.

A flower of unspeakable beauty -

a likeness of her.

Unselfish, she gives to the world

herself - a botanical garden of

sights and smells unparalleled

in the universe.

And what greater

gift to a barren world -

gray and colorless?



Now it is time for me to rest.

My journey has taken me

to the end of the visible

universe and shown me

wonders unimaginable.

Supernovas of brilliance

whose light outshines all else;

and shooting stars upon which

dreams depend.

Galaxies, newly formed and perfect;

and black holes dark and foreboding.

Among all of this wonder lies one

constant - one immortal being

for and by whom the cosmos are bound.

That one immutable force is she -

who wraps me in comfort

and warms my soul.

I have seen only

a brief fraction of

what she has to offer -

but that is more than most

and enough for anyone. My life

is complete. And should

I pass from this world to the

next - I go willingly -

knowing that for

one brief and precious moment -

I was held

in her embrace.