Black Holes

Dreaming of
quantum crystals
Flashes of the past,
The shadows they cast.

Black holes can open portals of change.

Light cannot escape,
the pull of a black hole,
gravity, the weight, pushing on your soul.

Nothing that falls inside can come out again.

At least not
in its original state,
The unknown, it will emulate

the choices that are made.

In the deep blackness of night,
The light finds a way to reach
the quantum crystals of my eyes.

Sometimes I wonder,
maybe, just maybe,
if that light found a way

to escape a black hole.