Cosmic Hand

I have to admit...
This is the last place I expected to be
But as far as I can see
This new destination
Was built for us.
Some kind of cosmic hand
Threading patterns
Under and over our heads
To hold us in an embrace
Of Endless Time.
Do you feel the Lines
Pressed against our skin
To remind us we are kin
Even when separated
By the darkness within?
Never have I been do distraught
To look away from the Truth.
Is this the crack I tried to hide?
This secret affection inside my mind
To search and keep searching
When there was nothing to be found.
That's when i caught you watching
As I choked on feathers abound.

Amethyst