I want to look outward

Yes, I know – the entire universe is inside of me

But it gets lonely in here

and crazy

and suffocating.

What about you?

What kind of universe is inside of you?

I have trekked around in my own mind for so long

circling and digging and questioning and studying

I am almost lost inside of these habits.

Contentment and self love were the goals

but now I am wondering

What kind of planet do you live on?

What are the trees like there?  Do they burn red

when the seasons are changing?

When it rains – if it rains – does the damp sink in so deep

that you forget what the sun feels like?

Is there warmth?  Does your sun shine bright for you?

And does God exist?  Or have you figured that out yet…

Is there anything missing, or are you full up…

These are the things I would like to know.

Maybe I could visit your planet, your universe for a while.

Mine has become both crowded and empty.

I can’t quite explain it.  But I’d rather not dig any further

today.