When I am asleep
particles that are me escape and float
aimlessly among the evening night air
to mingle with the elements

some fall and embrace the very earth
absorbing the power of growth and renewal
that the mantle consists of

some float high and search out moonbeams
and stars
and sometimes just the void that is nothing;
the ether

some search out mystery and knowledge
that was left floating when others passed on
particles of Einstein, Steinbeck, and Lennon

some run from danger
atomic dust

some listen to the music of 1000 years
that weaves in and out
of peace and turmoil
music of the masters and the obscure…
seeking solstice for the soul

and some just get lost and float, aimlessly

but some find you
and mingle with your very being
they caress your kindness
explore your wisdom
they are in awe of the beauty that is you…

and these are the particles that come back to me
as they cannot wait to return
those particles of you
to become particles of me again.


About Robert M Palmer

Word Crafting, Visual Memories, Audible Bites, Ringleader & Emptor.
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1 Response to Particles

  1. MANICxIDIOT says:

    I LOVE THIS SO MUCH! Thank you for recogmending this to me. It’s amazingly good. 🙂

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