Stardust

poem by: Dian Holmes
Written on Nov 29, 2016

A dust made of stars fell from the sky. To the eye brought the grandeur of light. Its boundaries quite large though however you try the dust was not made to hold tight.
Simply hold out you hand for the stardust to land & love it for just what it is. Bright points of light then the vastness of night still the sight of it lives on within.
If you stay cool and calm and you don't move your palm it can still blow away with your breath. It is no surprise that with wisdom so wise its disguise is nothing is left.
Time now moves through it. The robot is fluent In ten trillion suns that cannot be undone. The teacher the student with time as the movement & gravity's pull turns the all into one.
Poem by: Dian Holmes

Tags: love, rhyme, metaphor, deep,

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Rakel duca commented:

Nice poem, some of it doesn't rhyme though, but your thoughts are well heard. Thanks for sharing dian.

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