Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Polkadots

Meaningless specks
Floating, not slowing down
Chatter, meaningless chatter
Meaningless specks floating along

But then I took out the telescope
And those specks became dots
Meaningful dots

I started to slow down, as they floated along
Those polka dots had meaning, though they were specks all along

And when I gave them a chance,
I caught myself, floating, floating along

And when I gave them a chance,
Those polka dots became worlds
And those worlds became a
Meaningful song

Starting with those specks, floating, floating along

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