Never alone Never any breath alone Never a thought or quiver alone of any kind Never a beat or pulse or love for any Human soul alone Alone is impossible, alone is death But even then, never alone Alone would be to live without The womb of divine oxygen surrounding Human spark and cell, there can be no alone
Not even for enemies Not even for emptiness herself and her vast taunts And separation intent There can be no alone There is no space not filled with divine presence Nor the envelope of creator-breath Alone is invention, lowbrow imagination Built to shelter human shame The weapon that tried to slay its maker Yet, even still Never alone
