In a tiny dot
Of twinkling light
A hundred billion stars reside
The moon slides by
Smiling at me
Full and proud
Chest puffed out
A tiny ball of dust and rock
A time before anything lived
And the closest thing to life
Were molecules
Which looked like
The kinda things
You built life with
No
Through me
No
No no
She looked into me
Deeply
She looked into me
Into a place
No one had looked before
Which carries me
Throughout the day
Until the amber
Comes again
Beyond the straight
A farther shore
Receding
In the mist
Still, if I land
On farther shores
Though metaphor
They be
I feel my heart
Thrum in my chest
I feel the heat
Within my soul
I feel the beat
Of wordless rhyme
I am complete
Connected time
A single car approaches me
Then whistles by
The last I’ll see
Before sky fades and daylight flies
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