Becoming Aware
BECOMING AWARE
I suppose it started in the womb or
Ages before
What in mind’s eye a dust
Beyond the miniscule
Might be seen nor here nor there
Otherwise
Anywhere
Is it the powder of creation
slowly fusing together.
a slow coating of awareness?
But surely this divine stuff inhabits all
swirls through the universe
slowly comes together in those somewheres
And though we seem blind
cannot see it
or grasp it
It must be there
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2013
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