I go in search of nothing
and as they say nothing
becomes of nothing
but god willing,
I’ll find me something...?
The night is brim filled with stars
look over head at Jupiter and Mars
they’re just baubles in there arms
Look at how lazy the sun does malign
look at how the moon does chime
the oceans prosecution and defence
really it must be for a wealth divine!
A wealth of pure innocence...
This distance... This great expanse...?
