Supernova

Why do I need eyes, beloved,
When all is seen through you?

Why have I lost my place in the world and I am now, living in an empty star?

Why do I know and don't know and feel and don't feel, all at once? Frantically looking for rest, for reason, for a pillar.

How do I bring light when all I have is a candle and you have a planet of darkness inside you?

Why does your pain hurt me when I know that pain just like joy, is not here to stay but to transform us?

Like a dying star, you will receive a new life exploding into a nebula, with millions of colors and pathways in the depth of the cosmos.

My candle will grow into a Sun for you.