To Be Part of It All
lying on a
stony little moon
absentmindedly orbiting some
distant swirling marble
of colored gases
watching the stars
fly over me
like phosphorescent plankton
mingling with the
deep dark cosmos
of the ocean
nothing but silence
peace, serenity, tranquility
labyrinthine streams of
constellations and galaxies
swirling away, pulsating
effervescent and undulating
just twinkling stars
how fantastically magnificent
to be part
of this universe
of this life
of this time
to be part
of it all
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