I thought I understood
the stars and wheeling galaxies
and I did
but not in the way I imagined I did
a mental image made me think
of beautiful nebulae
and our souls as wisps of dust and gas
swirling through the vastness with them
the truth is more like our earthly bodies
diminishing with age as we watch the heavens
and rejoin them as the particles
with which we came into being
I understand now too well as part of the process
the shine of our ambulatory moment....
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