Circle

I've voyaged upon cosmic lightbursts

and the shine of suns

Forgetting that my mind could hurl itself

all on its own

Relying on neuronal impulses

and the electricity in between

I forgot that a thought

could last a thought

or as long as the universe's sigh

Just as I fought thought in the dead of night

even though I was in zero gravity

knowing that all I knew

was nothing at all

Everything beautiful comes from a star

for a star out-multiplies

leaf and bone, stone and brain

Even though we, sons of suns, are nothing but

leaf and bone, stone and brain

And so I adore everything from a star

and all leaves and bones

and all stones and brains

I have come from nothing

knowing nothing

Just a quantum of matter
coming to know that

aught and all mean very little indeed

And that everything

I need

Is every part of every thing

M.M.