I am a point inside the infinite, listening
To the steps of my own creation.
I am a ray of light from a sun these senses
cannot fathom, covered in a love beyond all romance.
But still, I kiss the world.
I am stained with perfection, but my heart
still yearns for the sweetness of transitory moments
that pour like dreams from my transparent cup—
Break this bread with me.
- Preston Bryant