Starlight Road

Sabaism

The worship of stars

The Sky and the cosmos are One

A horrible day. Rotten and full of discontent. Beginning to end it had the feel of the Bataan death march. Then a night dark and full of terrors, alone for the most part and cold. Then my goddess, in all her splendor and mercy did the littlest of things...she touched me. Just my feet with hers (im hoping intentionally lol) and with that the way out of the pit is visible. These storms we are weathering can be felled, they can be beaten. But it rests with her now, my path is set and i am going forward. My hope is she allows me mercy and grace as she has done for the villains in her story (her capacity for forgiveness on their account still boggles the mind but i digress). 

Slowly the day unwinds and i am shocked to find that it progresses in stark contrast to the one before. My goddess finally shows that she is bearing almost entirely too much weight and brakes down. And not on my account is the struggle either which is a welcome surprise. Common cause to fight can bring us forward, together we can conquer as we are destined. I want nothing but to worship, she deserves nothing less. There is no love for her like mine (poor thing) and there is not a single collection of atoms on earth that compares to her grace, beauty and divinity. Her immediate response to this is that she is far from perfect, and that is the key. In her imperfection she is so so perfect. Regardless of what she will say or think she is divine in all but name (and even her name makes me weak). With just a look, i am rendered dumb. She looked at me with humanity today and i am dissolved into a mixture of heart bursting joy and mind altering awe. Such a little thing a look, but the power of a look i have not received in some time due to my own poor choices cannot be understated. 

I am still the same wretch as before. Just this road no longer is bleak and blighted but made of pure starlight, to wander above the heavens among the endless colors of the cosmos. We wander together, i hope she knows this. Together we wander and we are most certainly lost among the stars. In bliss and happiness we can be lost and its ok. No need to steal a line from Tolkien here (lord knows that ugly rotten dinosaur she knew did enough of that) wandering does not mean we are lost but sometimes being lost in the heavens like we (my goddess and i) can be is truly magnificent. Her back amongst her people. Myself in awe as i should be. And to think this entire diatribe started with a touch and a look...