In the vastness of the universe
You are a speck of dust
From which light reflects.
You are also the eye of the needle
Through which God slips
Like thread to spin
The vast reaches of the galaxies
And stars whose dust you are.
Sent from Mail for Windows 10 Joanne Gray (450-9934) Quote of the month: “…when she went out it seemed that she too had migrated, that everyone migrates, even if we stay in the same houses our whole lives, because we can’t help it. We are all migrants through time.” Exit West, Mohsin Hamid
And all will be well…and every kind of thing will be well. –Julian of Norwich
terimuso: Poetry by Tammy Iralu 
Thanks. This is lovely.
Sent from Mail for Windows 10 Joanne Gray (450-9934) Quote of the month: “…when she went out it seemed that she too had migrated, that everyone migrates, even if we stay in the same houses our whole lives, because we can’t help it. We are all migrants through time.” Exit West, Mohsin Hamid
And all will be well…and every kind of thing will be well. –Julian of Norwich
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