Curate, connect, and discover
from the tips of my fingers, the cosmos yawns
each star a hope. suspended in its web
so immense, so small
lost in it glory, yet lost to space
just grant me the strength
to shield just one star
its warmth so distant
it’s an ache that never goes
for there is an emptiness even a soul can’t fill
please just let me be a shield
that defends what I can’t reach
so that others may have a hearth of their own
maybe by faith, I’ll finally feel
the warmth, I never knew