We Hang On Existence

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the universe Always there, ready to be heard By those ready to surrender To their own holiness.Originally published at <a href="http://www.zerofoxgiven.net/2017/04/day-19.html">www.zerofoxgiven.net</a> on April 3, 2017</article></body>

Day 19

We hang on existence By homespun threads of time Traversing these narrow lanes Above a dark ocean of glittering stars Strewn with the gasses of ruby emerald nebulae.

A billion breathing microbes Steeped in the galaxies like flecks of tea leaves Breathe a collective sigh of yearning And wonder at the heavens Wherefore are we?

We are forgotten gods, lost in our own minds Oft deaf to the quiet beauty of the universe Always there, ready to be heard By those ready to surrender To their own holiness.

Originally published at www.zerofoxgiven.net on April 3, 2017