she could kill you in seven seconds
but she won’t
the world fits gently into her hands
like the cradle of civilization
destiny is just another road stop off route 66
and there is no gas that powers her engines
there is free will
you build towers and monuments to the heavens
when the heavens are on earth
galaxies are born in her eyes
and quarks spill stars that dance like glitter around her cheeks
there is a time to die
and a time to be born
but there is always time to live