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Life ‘n’ God ‘n’ Death ‘n’ Stuff
Where on earth (or space) did we come from?
What intrepid seed made us be?
I like the idea of God
But, my mind's eye won't let me see
They say we're all made of stardust
So, perhaps, there lies a clue
Just molecules & atoms congealed
From the old primordial stew
Were we once nebulae or quasars?
Drifting upon solar winds
Dancing to songs of the universe
...Wednesday 29th November 2023 12:27 pm
My Heart Is A Level Crossing
Does your heart stop
momentarily
when confronted by beauty
unexpectedly
Out walking on an autumn evening
a train intersects the low setting sun
crossing a bridge over the swollen river
our worlds' perfection is exposed
so clearly
And my heart stops
like a level crossing
my heart stops
in that moment
I take a breath
a deeper breath
reeling in that moment
let the beauty in
le...
Saturday 24th January 2015 12:44 pm
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