Star Stuff
Imagine the people of the world knit in an ethereal quilt of star stuff.
People as masses of cosmic vibrations,
Perhaps we could synchronize our rhythms
Aligning the small particles that hum within each of us,
I would pluck a star from the heavens
To turn our world from hate to love.
Copyright © Mackenzie Hudson | Year Posted 2016
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