Think
by Suzanne Sykora
Think, the intractable blackness
Of interstellar space
Is seeded by dust and diamonds
And wandering spores and light;
It’s potent as a witch’s cauldron
Plentiful as a hive of honey,
Unforeseeable as our history
Arking out of sight.
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