The Cosmos Ponders
A squirrel sits on a branch
Pondering the Cosmos
Of the acorns
A hawk slices the cosmos
Rippling its surface
With outstretched wings
The hum of the bee hive
Tickles the cosmos
The cosmos wonders
What’s all the fuss
You can’t see it, touch it, feel it
Yet seek to unveil it
The Cosmos sits on a branch
Pondering the Cosmos
Of the acorns
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