Does your heart beat to the sound of the sun taking its daily exhale from your sight.
Do you whisper incantations for the protection of your soul as the valiant day blue blushes
How do you place your hands over your body when you realise the world failed to recognise your spirit,
That all you are is a hum to the louder beat of the universe.
Your atoms do not compare to that of a thunderstorm,
Or the reverberating crash as a tree falls by the hands of man.
These events have consequences and moral,
Deeper than you and I.
They are the particles that change our distributions,
That affect our collisions.
You and I,
We are nothing but space,
But what my heart feels for you takes up infinity.