Small universe
I hold a tiny universe in my mere mortal arms.
I, your over-arching sky,
Am in awe at the aching weight of its small greatness--
A reminder of healing, of newness, of rejuvenation
And the promise of a tumbling of generations.
I hold a tiny universe in my mere mortal arms.
I, your over-arching sky,
Am in awe at the aching weight of its small greatness--
A reminder of healing, of newness, of rejuvenation
And the promise of a tumbling of generations.
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