should a dust mote be told
that it is but dust …..
yet once was an inferno
at the heart of a star?
should a windswept seed
know of the roots and growth
that lie ahead …..
wherever it will land?
should that seed know …..
of the passionate embrace
amongst petals of a blossoming scarlet rose
and the roar of attachment ‘tween lovers?
every balanced caress
every surprised muse
every original destiny
of wind and cloud …..
of breath and life …..
of rain and bow …..
of rose and thorn …..
each offering more
than the other can appreciate fully
a single beam of light
that embraces the infinite gap
between reflection and romance …..
of a perfectly still ocean eventide
threatening brilliance and tragedy alike
The pause between breaths …..
between beats …..
between blinks …..
between lives …..
All are the same length
perceived as
lifetimes of availability
Of the inseparable bond
‘tween ink and papyrus
of brush and canvas …..
of light and mirror …..
of petal and fragrance …..
of heart and beat …..
all …..
all …..
ALL …..
at some point …..
coalesce …..
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