"it will all be over soon"

I desired home-

but where might that be?

I sought comfort in the mundane

and comfort in the raw:

I stared at pictures of the ones

who had left us already

to remind myself

that this will be over soon

and I spent hours at a time

repeating the words

that made me understand

the rule of life

is that it never lasts-

I spoke to the stars

and begged the universe

for mercy

and forgiveness:

I simply wanted an escape,

one dotted with eyes

and a tapestry of diamonds

but not one like here,

not one where I never understood

the reasons for their urgency

when it will all be over soon.