the stars break
in your eyes
so often
it has been
suggested
that you may
be
c o s m i c
tiny particles of
light,
dancing through
the atmosphere,
gathering
in form,
bent by will
threads of energy
tumbling through
the universe at
s p e e d s
too fast to see
with the naked eye
you are the matrix
of consciousness,
bound by reason,
always deducing
the next move
in this galactic
forum
of form and function,
always within the
parameters of
c o n t r o l
it would be such a waste
not to travel at the speed
you're capable,
to not take full advantage
of the quicken pulse
knocking out in your
chest,
not to be the brightest
impulse in the
electrical storm
of life
burn a little bit brighter
t o d a y
and tomorrow,
illuminate
the
c o s m o s
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