Sunday, December 2, 2012

"You musn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, Darling......"

“Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?” ― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy ―
Each minute cell holds cosmic soul
Our fragile frame of fragmented stars explodes on dusty brain,
DNA debris.
 A blue print of the universe buried deep in the nucleus of being.
We carouse distant galaxies, revolve about illusion sun.
 Illumined sparks as comets, glaze midnight skies.
 Asleep, we are space travellers with passports to the moon,
 dreaming reality.----- "REAL" (poem written December, 1993)

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