I Am Cosmic Dust
I am made of ancient cosmic dust.
Atomic nucleus and particles.
By the solar winds, I have been thrust,
to be a part so astrological.
Atomic nucleus and particles,
moving along near the speed of light.
To be a part so astrological,
my mass and numbers are not finite.
Moving along near the speed of light,
gathered together by gravity fields.
My mass and numbers are not finite.
Look up at night, a star filled sky I yield.
Gathered together by gravity fields,
forever in mans mind, a mystery.
Look up at night, a star filled sky I yield,
forever to a mans soul, a fantasy.
Forever in mans mind a mystery,
by the solar winds, I have been thrust.
Forever to a mans soul, a fantasy,
I am made of ancient cosmic dust.
Entry for the contest "For Heavens Sake"
Hostess: Barbara Gorelick
Placement: 4th
Featured Poem for the week ending 12/18/2010
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2010
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