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 Dust 

 

 

Have you ever laid back and

Looked up to the skies –

 

Watched the comets fly by,

As the stars sparkle in guise?

 

Out there in the vacuum,

Is a darkness and truth?

 

A vast open space –

It hides mysterious clues.

 

Don’t question your life,

Or side with conviction.

 

Our planet is too small,

For personal affliction.

 

Fractured it is,

Human existence –

 

With no meaningful purpose,

Just ignorance and resistance.

 

When it’s all said and done,

We will be dead and gone –

 

Particles and dust,

With the universe as one.

 

 

 

© Dez Wilson 2016

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