A Mote of Stardust
A mote of stardust I think I see
tumbling through an astonished dusk,
quite happily it seems to me,
on its solitary journey to become a substance
of importance if by chance
it should find itself a crystal nexus
of perfection, blooming then to become
the soulmate of this earthly wanderer’s
metamystical design.
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