Particles

Embrace

separation.

It all just

disintegrates

in time.

There’s nothing left to stand on;

all alone,

intertwined.

 

A constancy

of birth and decay.

An endless dance,

a cosmic carousel.

Supposed to be

opposing polarity;

forced by turns

to spin madly.

 

Then we burn,

bright,

until we blind the sky;

then supernova,

gone again.

A little piece of us,

in each of us.

Stripped apart,

but never far

from embracing us.

 

We are

a little bit

of everyone.

 

HG – 2017

 

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