my heartstrings

samuelock:

My eyes feast on the blackest canvas
Time speaks spinning on a backwards axis
It’s like the planet’s doing everlasting back flips
A mystery and Science can’t match the hand print

Infinite musician… universe is music
“Strung” together; seamless celestial legato
When life is so short, I’m suggesting that God knows
Stars above our heads look a lot like staccatos
Heavenly concerto, creation in progress
Masterful touch as it “accents” the concepts
No man can fathom this level of complex
Six days had passed like “allegro” then God “rest”