Peace

my hands were
gentle
reaching up
trying to hold an entire galaxy
like a small pet

my eyes lit up
as they swallowed
each star
and i almost wept
for everything i missed when i'd blink

but it is in
the clearest sky
that the storm of truth
is most easily seen

i lose my patience
hoping for forever

frustrated by
all the lives i will
never live
the one death i can
count on
and i concede my hands back to my side

i leave the stars where they are
push my foot against the earth
seeking peace in what i am
and what i am not