Does the universe speak to you?
Sometimes, she speaks to me.
Striking like a bolt of lightning
in one precise moment,
shifting from unaware
to full on epiphany—
filling me up to overflowing,
or shining a light
on a cavernous emptiness.
Everything changes
in just
one
breath.
The universe settles back
and sighs—
message sent
and received.
Thrilling.
Scary as f#ck.
And always right.
Running to School 