Walking on Starlight
For the PVIM We'z Walking on Challenge
We are made of stardust.
The primordial forces that hold the universe together bind our component pieces one to another,
Electrons to positrons,
Atoms to atoms,
Mitochondria and nucleus to cytoplasm.
The impulses and signals that cause our hearts to beat and our synapses to fire
Also light the skies above us,
A million fires dancing in choreographed synchronicity.
The space we occupy extends through us and beyond us into infinity,
Every molecule exuding delight and sorrow, hope and regret,
Endless beginnings and endings.
For energy cannot be destroyed,
Only changed,
Never forgotten,
Only repurposed,
Every step we take an echo of the first bright, beautiful eruption that created everything that is, that was, that ever will be,
Starlight without end.
About the Creator
Catsidhe
Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth
What can I say about myself?
A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a walking coffin
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Flags flew freely in the summer breeze. They consisted of a gray and white human brain against a black background. Scales of gold sat just overtop the image of the organ. The sun rose at just the zenith and shared its light and warmth with the attendees to one of the country-states’ greatest accomplishments: the graduation of two women who had been in a halfway house and found their passions for art design and communications. Mala and Sheltham looked on with sunglasses and cheered the graduates. With the knowledge they had months to go before being up on that stage, they looked at each other and grinned. After the ceremony, they walked into a pizza restaurant that fit their budgets.
By Skyler Saunders7 days ago in Chapters
Comments (8)
I loved this. One of my favorite poems is Kin by Carl Sanburg; this is similarly evocative of the haunting/comforting premise that we're all connected in the timeless soul-soup of the collective unconscious (aka spiritus mundi ). Was that terribly pretentious? I suppose that largely depends upon whether I got your intended meaning, or missed it entirely...🤔😘
Congrats on Top Story! :)
Nice poem, congratulations!
Beautiful piece
Lovely and ethereal! Love it! Congratulations on Top Story, and very likely on the challenge. I missed the part where it's still supposed to be light and airy just not sunshine. Definitely nailed the not sunshine part, but nothing as lush and inspired and wonderland-y as this. (Yep, I made that word up and I'm sticking to it.) Again, wonderful piece and so perfect for life generally!
Wonderful crossover between science and art
I so LOVED this!!! I found "faith" in the "scientific" principle that matter cannot die, it only changes form. I cringe when I hear others speak that science and God do not coincide...
Lovely!!!💕❤️❤️