May 9

Sometimes I look up at the night sky

Wondering where I came from.

The twinkling secrets glinting

From galaxies away

Leaving me here -stuck

On Earth.

Sometimes I wonder –

What I’m doing here in this body

What I’m doing here in this world

That endlessly confuses me,

Where my legs still feel as shaky

As matchsticks and I am lost.

Why did we come here?

I love this planet

I love the minerals in my bones

And the way we start small

And grow like beanstalks

As we bump into boundaries

We don’t yet understand,

Testing the mechanics

Of a fresh new skin suit.

I love the way we grow taller

Then smaller and twist over

Growing flowers from decay

Renewing and refreshing

Every single day. 


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