A Poem From:

Insights and Outlooks


Spiral and spin and swirl
through shadows of space, and make
a shimmering twist in time
in your vortical wake.

Dust of the death of a star
seeding star's gestation,
matter born of the Word,
bear my illumination.

From the no-beginning which was
to beyond each sun's last ember,
spin me back into light.
Light of my flesh, remember.