The memory of your body
Naked and glistening
Contrasted under the cotton sheets
Is to recall the grandiose of the stars
Retuning to the humbling innocence of newborn planets
And the substance of the human heart
Creation at the peak of mercy
A power greater than I or any man
Whose genius is enough to allow him to embrace fire
Or take the arm of a galaxy
Or capture the heart of the universe

For reality is not seeing what you believe
Belief is seeing reality

And I am blessed