Staring into Space

“In an age of hope men looked up at the night sky and saw “the heavens." In an age of hopelessness they call it simply “space.”

                                                                         Peter Kreeft

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Sometimes,

he thought

we simply lose the mystery

she becomes not love, or passion

not a beautiful things whose depths hold

treasures

but merely a lover, a wife

someone who secrets we no longer seek

each day becomes

merely routine

boxes on a calendar to be marked off

endlessly

the sun rise is merely the sunrise

it just comes, and comes again

and then goes

gold to gray

and life, well life

is no longer about wonder

and dreams

no longer about love

but about responsibility, and pain

and angst

and we grow tired

and we no longer gaze into the heavens

but stare heavily

into space