Look very hard. I am filled with space.
Look harder yet. Space is all that grace.
We disappear. I along with you.
Where is the fear? Everything is new.
Why should you stop now? Nothing loses time.
Except the now and how. Never in the mind.
You might have lost your memory but you haven’t lost me.
Nor my wife and children and all that can be.
We may be joyful. I certainly hope Thou art
mindful in the sense of our universal part.