A poem I wrote about our oldest evolutionary truth, that we arev all made from atoms, that we are all connected, we are all the universe.
Looking up deep into sky
Wondering brain asking why
Trying to get a grasp of scale
Differing reports of the history trail
Perspective shift from all about us
To tiny speck of planetary dust
Fathom not this single mind
Of where our place of human kind
Sits roughly in this time and space
Understanding my own humble place
Did you hear the very big bang
When the clocks of time commenced and rang
Atoms as old as the CMB
Forming stars and planets, forming you and me
Are they mine, do I own them, who gets them next
Can we recycle them without leaving text
Or do stories continue, embedded in each
A life being lived about what they might teach
Are we one just a blip in the fabric of all
Delusion of separate until the day we fall
Or can we unite as ocean so blue. One energy, one movement, drops ocean are to