stable door

there is that which is too infinite,
bigness overwhelming finite words
and minds that cannot contain worlds beyond self:
infants too large for wombs
or stables set upon lonely, earthen floors;
voices that push darkness down underneath crushing light
and call galaxies into birth and forward towards death;
breath that infuses Life within life,
turning mere man into amphibians,
and making him long for a home he has never seen.