3am

Let it go they say

Quiet the rattling in your brain

Use your words to try and keep yourself sane

But I can’t seem to break free

Of these trenches inside of me

That keep me questioning

Everything within my very being

And it’s quite concerning

This endless searching and yearning

All these conclusions I keep churning

Returning me back through this cycle of learning

Confirming, everything I’ve thought to be true

To help me find a way through

The endless cycle of time and space

All the steps and lives I’ve had to retrace

In order to embrace

An abstract fact

That I must react

With a level head

To the tug and pull of the infinite thread

That binds me to the universe itself

To the galaxies within my cells

To everything that compels

Me, to see these parallels

Between you and I

The land and the sky

The sun and the moon

A flower and it’s bloom

The moon and the tides

The darkness and the light

A blast from the very beginning

That keeps the entire world spinning

On the tracks of the spiral of time

Perfectly placed in this beautiful design

That tediously aligns

the points of this flower of life

The bittersweet echoes of mockingjays in my head