Wednesday, April 7, 2010

NaPoWriMo April 7, 2010

Man you are dust, and into dust you shall return ...

This dust is alive.
Protons of pollen
powder thrumming

a catch of breath, tears in our eyes
fingers drum hearts race
in time with primal rhythm.

life vibrating through us
we sing on the same frequency
the particle physics of Spring.

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