What is this wonder that makes me fall in love with the cosmos so many times?
What is this beauty that blurs outside and inside?
Like a hummingbird to a flower,
it’s like they grew up together.
Each face familiar like they’ve been my mother.
Every note of my song has been written before in the colors of the sky.
And of all things to feel it’s wonder.
Like a story I wrote but forgot the end
Like a lover I knew meeting again
Like frontiers to explore to remember who I am
Reconstructing the universe from the inside out
What is this wonder that keeps me spellbound?