(9/30) Micro Tendencies

The prompt for day nine over at NaPoWriMo was we to write a poem in which something big and something small come together
 


I am a microbe
dancing on a speck
of time;

a grain of sand
trying to escape

the beach;

a dust mite
welcoming breezes 

from an open window;

infinitesimal acting 

like infinity.

My shrunken life
dreams like a star
walking hand & hand

with void.

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Little_Seymour


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