{PARTICLES FORM THE WHOLE}

{PARTICLES FORM THE WHOLE}
THE SOUND... HEAVY HEAD DROP...
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We but particles of dust in a cosmic wind... Such a savage conundrum.
We exist in a tree as surely as the tree exists in we.
Canopy of stars laid out above our heads.
We the rising of the sun and the moon.
The waves washing ashore and depositing life.
Tidal waters of the hue-man soul.
High and low and the tears wash down in our souls.
The laughter is the light that dawns on planets orbiting far distant suns.
Maps in the spirals of our hair.
Nappy locks that would unlock the mysteries of the universe.
We the key buried in mortality and inevitable fate.
If only we saw our immortality.
A ship hurtling through the depths of space at many times light speed.
We standing at the dirty window and not seeing out.
We the father, the son and the holy ghost.
Twisted and distorted into being believers.
Cattle and sheep.
So unaware of the true power.
The whole totality of we.
Particles floating in such vast space where we could be the gods landing on other planets.
Overstand these thoughts projected across space and time.
If all these things die we do as well.
So much potential and we trapped by these inconsequential things.
We sleep on the reality.
Particles form the whole.
Particles form the hole.
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JERALD HAMZZAHFARUQ MURPHY