When You Fall Through Empty Space

Here is love there sadness Here small scattered sheep wander there the universe entire Find your way    find your way Love it is blood and roots    tangled in the earth not light    nothing of light    nothing of light but burrowing down I am in the midst of someone else's dream Words which echo are not my thoughts but someone else's Distant unknown person motives unguessed

When you fall through empty space alone be sure to take the shortest route close by the sun white hot It will not follow neither you nor her but pursues other entertainments lets you spin in perfect orbits meeting nothing while it pursues its calculation of a center of mass nowhere near you