Wednesday, February 15, 2012
"More" (poem by Dorothy)
More
No matter what they tell
us,
we know there is always
more.
The Big Bang made a great noise,
(had anyone been there
to hear it),
and after that,
icy fragments,
spewing fires,
amoebae, fins,
dinosaurs,
green things growing from earth,
climbing creatures with tails and feet,
everything leading to
where we are now,
how we got here,
impossibility born
of a million improbabilities,
the vastly large
coupled
with the infinitely small,
twinkle in daddy’s eye,
one out of a billion
swimmers
making it home.
Dorothy Walters
(from "The Ley Lines of the Soul")
