SPACE IS FULL
All space is full
Of rays and beams and clotted dreams
To have no substance
All life is full
Of toys and Queens and twisted seams
To have importance
And drifting through the interludes
We climb our ragged stairwells
Waving to the passers-by
We wend our weary way
On our own
Communicating from afar
To another star
Until I met you
Nothing does not exist.
At least not in our universe. Space is choc-a-bloc full of seething energy – gamma, light, UV, gravity, magnetism, and the odd atom or two.
If you took a jar of nothing and checked it out; it is full.
Our lives are full of dreams and hopes. We long to share.
Finding a soul-mate to love fills up the spaces and means you can communicate your soul.