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.
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Rose of Sharon (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
It is both the message and the manner it was written that get the fave. Such a great metaphor we often think we know so much but we know so little and only from our perspective. We are indeed dust. Loved it
Thank you so much! ✨
A wonderful write reminding us though at times we think we know it all, we actually know very little, beautifully written, enjoyed the read
Thank you! Indeed, it often seems science like has dissected just about everything in the universe…..but there is so much left to discover 🌌 💫💥
You are very welcome
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