I don’t know

“I don’t know how you carry
an ancient knowing 
or why you smell like starry skies
and church.
Everything is human nature 
yet you are supernovas 
piercing night’s heart
with your wounds of light.

I don’t know when you learned 
to dance with God 
or why you paused to witness me.
Everything is eventual pain 
yet you are time suspended 
and blessings
constellating. 

I don’t know why this had to be
or why it couldn’t be anything
else. Everything is an unbearable
burden yet here you are,
my universe’s 
Amen.”

Kamand Kojouri

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