Vacuum

Standing on this high hill staring up at God’s wide cosmos

An insignificant speck, incomparable to the wide and bright canvas above

Yet in this night sky, with stars and galaxies swirling and dancing

All crying out songs of praise for the one creator

Their cosmic voices engulfed by vacuum, still they sing

Even in this

I feel alone …

I have waited for so very long, oh my creator

For you to place me in the path of shooting star

Made just for me … my twin star

That shining one, made to fit with my own light

Two halves of one creation, destined to meet

How I long for them … yet still I wait, alone in this universe

In a vacuum of my own

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I am tired Lord … I do not wish to be alone any longer

I cannot cope in this solitary existence, the lone fading star

It is becoming too much, I have waited and waited …

And waited …

Withholding myself for so long, forgone my own pleasure

So that I will be complete for my bright shining star …

Are they still out there waiting?

Have I met them and missed their shine?

Or has this dream collapsed

Like a dying star … now slowly consuming itself to nothing

All my time and love … burned away, taken like air in a vacuum

I am trying Lord … trying to trust, trying to wait

Trying to be still, and know you are there.

For I see each moon with its planet

Each part of your creative galaxy

Designed and placed exactly where it should be

When it should be

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So will I trust and hope in the Lord?

Not grow tired, and not be weary

To trust that like each star in the night

Each planet spinning, each and every galaxy

Even each particle of sand on the Earth!

I am where you have put me for your purpose

And my star … my shining one to come

Who will complete me, duel lights reflecting in love

They too lord are where and when they should be

By your timing and hand, our stardust will meet

Colliding objects in space … one day forming one

Never to be separated again

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So, until that day

I will trust … I will be still

Know that you are God

And that even this speck

The loneliest star

Is in your hands