blowing smoke rings in infinity

 
I'm carving time from ashes
from nothing but smoke
it appears as an emptiness on the horizon
waiting to be captured then bent

the void is endless
minutes become eons
eons become eternity

a neverending blank
tiring is the task of filling that hunger,
the ravaging need of space
it is greedy, swallowing all around it

a black hole, violent and unstable
is its true nature
creation is a sedative
let the blue skies testify
to the grace of God

carefully carving more time for love
in an infinite loop of destruction and truth
evolving patience from nothing