Thursday, July 21, 2011

Holding the meteorite

The meteorite was a revelation. 
It knocked out recent grief,
pinning me like a luna moth
to the large board of the cosmos.
I examined the grid that led
this pitted piece of star stuff
to be at the same coordinates
as my own ephemeral bit of flesh. 
I studied astronomy,
geography, theosophy, philosophy. 
They all said the same things,
                                                   the same things,
in languages only recently revealed.
Universe within a universe---
You look out, and see in.
                 rhonda palmer

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