Some eons ago two flecks crashed into each other because of the love in their hearts, and the fine and silky dust became coarser and more bulbous. Because of the love every speck of dust has for every other at the foundation, not one of them can decide where that foundation lies, or where it all began. Certain collections of dust gain in collective force and form into monolithic structures, gathering dust around themselves as through static electicity. Dust storms, or time, will reconfigure every structure from one form of the mesmerizing to another, until all the structures are subsumed in a great whirlwind of dust.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces.
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My apologies, Sylvia, for responding so late to your wonderful take on the poem. You have actually opened a window on this poem and let a halcyon breeze pass over it. Thank you. I look forward to your work.
Love the Dust 
An enjoyable read and view. As a FREE gift I hope you enjoy my collection of recently published poems – Just Three Lines Vol 1 Part. 1.. Enjoy-
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Thank you! Thank you! I always enjoy coming to your delicate phrases.
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Thank you My Friend. Trusting you enjoy reading the anthology. Please let me know your thoughts on the collection. Stay Smiling. Stay Happy.
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I certainly will. I feel some more smiling coming on already.
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My interpretation is that it is about possibilities, personalized, making a wake-up call. It’s a beautiful poem.
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My apologies, Sylvia, for responding so late to your wonderful take on the poem. You have actually opened a window on this poem and let a halcyon breeze pass over it. Thank you. I look forward to your work.
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Dear Richard. You are the dearest
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Your words lifted me today. You are a treasured soul of the earth.
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A thought provoking piece. I enjoyed it very much.
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Thank you, Penny. Now you are a part of the piece, a part of what the piece tries to collect together to affirm and love.
I hope your days are shining.
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