Holding it all together

 

    When I see it from a great distance, it appears as a winding river, yet it is not the color of water.

 

    A little closer look and it comes off as a road, working its way through a neighborhood, although there are no houses.

 

    Adjusting the focus leads me to believe it is nothing more than a hairline crack, a flaw in need of attention.

 

    Slipping into the molecular level I find it to be a shadow of an idea I once had as a child.  It seems to be dissipating as I watch it.

 

    If I squint, I see it as a thin line of stars, each one a light year apart, stretching out beyond the Milky Way.   Perhaps it is a crack in the solar system, in need of Astro adhesive, by 3M.