We  began in universal waters
as particles of nonsense,
showing no discernment.
We collided and combusted
when two immutable pieces united.
We formed an eye of calm
in the maelstrom and grew.
Spongy surfaces clung to us and
weedlike trails spun from us.

With no conscious knowledge we grew
and yielded a vitrum that put forth ague.
Our disposition was entrusted
to a holier source than we.
For as we spun our sugars an Other
spun for us.

In collusion,  we engendered knowledge,
fraught with growing pains.
Our positions were tortured
by a history of emotions and
tattered memories surfacing.
We danced on hot rocks.
We slept in cold places.
We loved in silence and cried out loud.
We became Man when we dreamed
the earth into being.

Even now we dream of universal glory,
charting the voyage through universal seas.
We will become a particle in an Other’s dream,

whose discernment only now begins.

Poem from Kiss The Moon
photo by Joshua Hallissey

2 responses to “Beginnings”

  1. ‘Particles of nonsense colliding to form an eye of calm’….. We can only hope that our combustions make some sense to the sponges adhering to us. ….and that the Other’s path for us over hot and cold places will bring us to that longed for dream space.
    …particularly beautiful images, Veronica…. Thank you

  2. Pat, only a belief system made the rocks hot to dance on. But that was not in the beginning, but came later. Thank you for commenting.

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