Cosmology

Cosmology 

When I feel insignificant in the universe,

just remind me of subatomic particles.

Then I will remember that I come from

leftover star material, this memory survives.

During some great dispersion in the sky,

Traveling through layers of galactic dust,

Column after column, through lightness

 through darkness, I fell from the heavens.

Light years, time warps, worm holes. This is

a timeless memory that lasts mere seconds.

I remember riding a comet and grabbing

pieces of glowing light, holding a halo

between my astral thumb and forefinger,

I am remembering celestial fireworks.

Among starry diamonds and dazzling light.

Earth’s blue veil beckons me to breathe.

This memory unfolds whenever I dream;

this dream holds me deeply, and steals my breath.