Constellations, bearing light hundreds, to thousands of years old to our eyes.

Light, older still, from stars beyond our capacity for observation,

streaking across the void.

An expanding edge, beyond which defies imagination, stretching further and further

from the 13.4 billion-lightyears away center of it all.

Imagine the entire universe is one cell of one organism.

wiping wet eyes

with a tear-drenched sleeve

dawn