Monday, 29 April 2024

Stardust forest

 


I am the babbling brook

in a sedentary universe,

this vast expansive forest,

this slow growing

world of wood.

I am

the flowing

word fluidity.

Liquid verse

spilling through the nooks.

Spraying the damp rocks

where the rooks

come to roost.

 

I am the hillocks

that rise, teasing

the tempestuous sky.

I am the grass that grows tall.

I am the rainfall that stumbles

over the umbrella leaves.

I am the trees, giving shade

from the sunlight.

I give a space for life

to wander this place, bumbling,

as they embrace the magic

in every breath

they delicately taste.

 

In this forest I am

the slow aging mosses,

the rocks

that give it a home.

I am the land

beneath the stones

where the insects roam.

I am the soil, 

churned

by the worms that toil, 

I am the earth

which speeds through space

and on its axis is turned.

I am every atom of being,

every sprinkle

of stardust glittering.

As are you all.

We are all stardust

that long ago did fall.

 

 

 

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