if there was one thing
that i’d wish for
upon the stars that whisk
across this moonless black night
it would be a soft blanket
from stillness...woven
to wrap around the thoughts
that race
through my mind
to put questions at ease
lay worry to rest
grace time...for my mind
so that it can attest
that the weight of the world
it rests...not...just on me
that life moves...as it does
unceasingly
and all will come
to an end which is meant
some without rhythm
or rhyme
there may be reasons unanswered
belief may be shattered
but this weight of tonight
in good time will unwind