Space is all consuming
I fear eternity
This dark unknown, yet vividly known, spins
Forever and ever in my head
Day night day night
The wheel spinning, multiple hills
I mask the fear with an image of an eternal day
But then this rolls over and turns into a wheel
And I fear eternity
It spins it spins it spins forever
And I begin to transpose this thought with the image of more time
And ironically, the wheels move slower