Saturday, April 25, 2015

Cellular Memory

our cells
remember
being stardust

and cursed the day
we forced them
to the Earth

we bound ourselves
down to our
own destruction

our cells
remember
the dawn of time

the crawling
ooze
the spark
when life met
life
and exploded
into a thousand little
peering eyes
blinking
at a burning orb
shifting
skyward

the atmosphere
shimmering
to the West
the dark
galloping closer
to the East
and the North Star
still unmoved

tens of thousands
of a hundred thousand
years
and the light will touch us
long after that star is dead
and we pass our cells
down
through time

split
divide
die
reborn

we may have lost
the way upward
but our cells remember
the stars
and stretch across
the expanding universe
like dark planets
looking for
home

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