Last Exit Before Oblivion

you are what you are
i am what I am
bundles of curdled starlight
thrown out across the lightyears
sung into being
landing in this strange world

How do we connect?
Do we share enough world-space and starlight between us
to understand each other's worlds?

Judgment isn't understanding
Judgment simply hedges one's world around with comprehensibility.

I want to move beyond judgment into sunshine.
I'm not sure I truly believe in sunshine
even if I am made of star-stuff
and hold the hand of One who made the light.
Too many disappointments hedge me around with known definitions.

Memory.
God, Father, take me far beyond memory.