How Far is death from love , Depends how you respond. If you’re calm. There’s no distance at all. But if you panic, If you can’t manage….You’ll start to sink on your way to heaven. You’ll find out why your name is magic, You’ll discover another ending, Don’t worry, Something will happen, Moses moved the sea, And turned those scared to sacred. My only holiness, is proceeded by faith smaller than a mustard seed_All moments flow beneath a vacant sky! We stare above, please reveal yourself placed behind… There’s something out there, There’s gotta be something out there, All hope is somewhere between that space and time. We ensnare belief caught. In the beginning there was light. Dripping cobalt flooded the void, and shadows were born against the edges, the evil face hovered above but sleep filled the air. The world was built on curling metals etching spirals into the skin beneath them was a wavering field of grain, the weight of the wind pushed it towards heaven. Upon the stalks were infinite leviathan, in an ageless holy war. The yellow scales and the red blood rusted the decay itself. There was fire. And then there was nothing. He’s held in the rubble, by hands of love and kindness scattered heart in the ocean above. Reconstructed into itself again, and again and again. There is birth, there is death and there is mourning, But then there’s something else.