Between the Worlds

within a poem

You’ve shown me another world.

A place you say exists between the Sun and the Moon.

Earthlings cannot see it, for it is tucked behind layers of stars.

This other world directly aligns with Earth — a lighthouse that is pointed right to us.

I come closest to sensing it when I dive down into the sea, and turn to look upwards, toward the surface of the water.

The sun is beaming down, rays of white light are filtering through.

But the ripples make the sun move, and there is this layer between worlds.

Unable to touch you, yet you are washing over me.

So far away…

Yet only one thought,

one feeling away.

I sense you, watching me, watching you, stretching out from there to here, omnipresent between the worlds.

One drop in the crystal clear center of the universe.