By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 8am Australian EST
I was born searching for my star and was offered this galaxy
It was almost too much to cope with at times
And me, just the tiniest speck amid this vast gathering
Way too minute to register on the universal radar
Insignificant but, breathing all the same
My steady lup dup heart mimicking the pulsing of distant unknown stars
Protons, electrons and neutrons circling each other
Repelling, attracting, pinging
All vying in a game of one-upmanship
Different formula, same dance moves
conjuring up the next spontaneous combustion
A big bang
A tiny pop
An apocalypse perhaps
Every now and then unexpected turbulence or, a devastation
Perhaps a sixth dimension intervention
Exquisite, ephemeral, eternal, ineffable
I was born searching for my star
Was offered this galaxy
And ended up with an infinite universe