Wherever you find dust

Wherever you find dust
Realize there there is some part of you
Or a part of some other or a part of you both
Mingling with all things
Over the dusty crust of a dusty earth

Whose entire mass is really a mote
Cooked in the same furnace as every imaginable thing
Every speck a clandestine inspiration
Towards billowing here and settling there
Enough for us to worry about it

Enough for us to want to wipe clean
All the panes of existence
While the cloth in our hand becomes dust itself
The same dust as all the other
Lost worlds and worlds yet to be
While we merely spread the dust like hope and oblivion.
Wherever you find dust…

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