Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Fragments of Consciousness

There is nothing we can think
that is not the thought
of a universe--
no spark we can light
that a star has not first 
seen (the dust of us
and what we build upon);

so small we are—not our atoms,
for each of these
is a world of its own

while we price away our freedom

chipping perfect gems
into fragments of consciousness
the lesser man calls
love and possessions….

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Bhavna Khemlani April 20, 2019 at 11:50 PM This is great! The fragments of our lives depend on our priorities, and experiences. In every part we are learning, growing, and working on being the best version of us leading us to understanding the lesser the human calls upon possessions the more liberated he/she feels. Joseph P. DiMino April 21, 2019 at 10:30 PM Thank you so much. Beautiful comment! God and you are a majority. We need nothing else.

Silent One March 10, 2019 at 8:51 AM You are right my wise friend.. Great last stanza.. Joseph P. DiMino March 10, 2019 at 12:58 PM Thank you so much, Si; have a great day!

Lawrence Sharp March 10, 2019 at 12:55 AM An expression, perhaps, of our universal insignificance and our personal significance; and our priorities in existing within the whole lot. Great write, Joe. Joseph P. DiMino March 10, 2019 at 12:59 PM Very perceptive and wise, Lawrence; thank you my friend!