140,000 Million Galaxies
One hundred and forty thousand million galaxies.
Each galaxy 100 billion stars.
How vast the skyscape,
full of timeless burning,
colliding, catapulting earth-size masses,
all spaciously dancing in the void.
The sky looks like a bowl turned on its head,
generous and stretching,
holding this cosmic soup.
Funny to think that this morning
I was hard on myself
for being a small-town girl.
Any time that I want
I can trade in my small thinking
and feel that bowl
on my head,
spinning galaxies sticky and
mingling with my curls
blazing dark and crisp down my body,
pooling at my toes.
I am a Fool crowned in the spilling glory
of the delicious incomprehensible.
Source: Rebecca Folsom, Sliver (2007), p. 69.
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