Pieces of Dreams

“…until we dream of life and life becomes a dream…”
–excerpt from Stevie Wonder’s  “As”

Caught in the movement of the moment
Amidst augmentations of aspiration, my
Heart immersed
In the myriad meanings of life burns
With Sol of my soular system, as my
Conscious matter
Follows in the footsteps of the cosmos.

Call me crazy, call me creationist
But I’ve seen God
S/he has the countenance of every
Mother…father…
Sister…brother….that’s ever been, &
Of all the beautyful ones not yet born
That are to be
Lives fit together like pieces of dreams.

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