Singularity

The air, it worries

feels the slowing down
the arrow of time
that pauses mid-flight
and slips into the void

A time diminished
by forces unseen
delicate, communal
yet somehow alone
and without sight

But, Grace, they say
is locked eternal
is falling, weightless
trembling before Him
yet knowing no-thing

and merging, endless
to a single point of light

-D.B. Rocca, 2011