If Space and Time...
by Michael Doyle

It's only been a matter of a few passing years
I'm alone on your birthday except for my tears
Talking to God again, I stare off into the night
Yours was the sisterly love that was my guiding light

We laughed in our last fragmented conversation
I hadn't a clue it was leading to my devastation
I was the one who took the risks and paid the costs
I wouldn't have bet it would be you who ended up lost

If space and time are only tools for our mind
Maybe no one loses and gets left behind
Thinking on consciousness, reality, and death
I still feel you with my every passing breath

Outside of time, a spaceless world unfolds
Immortality is just another story to be told
Light particles communicate in a cosmic instant
Where flaws in knowledge are the only constant

Every possible observation leads to another universe
Tell me, are you out there in some faded multiverse
Your consciousness plays a role in shaping my reality
As I cling to the hope of your living immortality

Are you a lone cowgirl riding across a cosmic pasture
Signaling your existence through your hand's wafture
Sometimes, I can feel you still living when I'm alone
Praying to God that He might turn my heart to stone

If space and time are only tools for our mind
Maybe no one loses and gets left behind
Thinking on consciousness, reality, and death
I still feel you with my every passing breath

Outside of time, a spaceless world unfolds
Immortality is just another story to be told
Light particles communicate in a cosmic instant
Where flaws in knowledge are the only constant

The last time we talked, you asked if I would be alright
You couldn't take the pain, and hope had lost all sight
I had thought you had a rough day and were caught in sorrow
I didn't know that you would have no further tomorrow

You were my hero, and heroes are supposed to live forever
I guess it goes to show your kid brother was never that clever
Now, my existential dread has given way to flooding grief
But I still cling tightly to the best of my love and belief

If space and time are only tools for our mind
Maybe no one loses and gets left behind
Thinking on consciousness, reality, and death
I still feel you with my every passing breath

Outside of time, a spaceless world unfolds
Immortality is just another story to be told
Light particles communicate in a cosmic instant
Where flaws in knowledge are the only constant

I tell your nieces your stories for your continuity
To keep you alive in what feels like my eternity
Biocentrism fills a void of speculative territory
Maybe death is an illusion; wouldn't that be a glory

We were the pirate crew that was something indivisible
And I still need you here, though you are invisible
I don't know just how much time I have left to borrow
But your memories will keep me happy above my sorrow

If space and time are only tools for our mind
Maybe no one loses and gets left behind
Thinking on consciousness, reality, and death
I still feel you with my every passing breath

Outside of time, a spaceless world unfolds
Immortality is just another story to be told
Light particles communicate in a cosmic instant
Where flaws in knowledge are the only constant

(c) November 24, 2024   Michael Doyle
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