dust

I opened the window to see the light

As it filtered in invading the darkness around me

I contemplated the life of dust

As it danced in the air

We are all dust

Made from dust to return to dust

Is it then that we will dance in the heavens

In the light

Tiny specs

In the immense surroundings of the universe

 

Reviews

[Fornever Always]

Overlooking a dark past and the knowledge everyone has one at some point, I assume. I like the poem and await much more!

Sorry I am on vacation so I haven't been on in a while.