Someday

If a child falls in the desert,

And no one is there to hear,

Will dark matter shift

In the Hadron Collider?

Will the DogStar shed a tear?

What is the sound

Of one eye crying?

Divide the sum by zero,

Then multiply by negative one

To find the quotient’s hero.

Someday, Love,

Your heart will heal,

In a world where

Even bumblebees are told

They cannot fly.

You can’t see that now,

But someday,

You’ll even be happy.

Someday you’ll see

The DogStar did cry for you.

Her tears moistened the ancient hinges

So even the mighty gates could lift their heads

To let your newness through.

Someday.

Til then, laugh louder

Than the paradox weeps.

Overpower, overthrow them,

By admitting pure helplessness

Over the weak-forced conundrums.

-jenn long