Muse of Calliope

Sparkle-Dust

Sparkle; I’m a speck of dust  

Floating in the air, 

Glittering in the afternoon sun 

Shining through the window. 

 

It’s remarkable;

how we are so many, 

Uncountable

As grains of sand or dust, 

Blown about

By the winds of time and change, 

For change we must. 

 

Particle;

I am merely a quasi-particle, 

One of so many “I”s;

A link in a chain in time-- 

 

Can I hold the entirety 

 Of interlinking chains of reality

 In my mind? 

 

I am too small to see it all; 

I am not a bird- I have no wings  

To fly far above for a better view 

 

But still I reach for my narrow telescope 

To peer into 

What I can see

Of the mystery  

Of the universe; 

Into all the dust clouds  

And all the suns 

And all the galaxies; 

 Into every one.