Silver Winner: [into the cosmic soup of life]

into the cosmic soup of life
have you ever wondered about meaning?
just how small all these worlds can be,
or even our galaxies or systems may be,
each element and atom forms the cosmic puzzle
yet as vast as it is, in our perspectives?

to be born part of the cosmic yolk,
the primordial birth and rebirth,
how each crack of dawn upon a genesis today,
was not one of darkest destruction,
but perhaps a blissful blessing,
of the new blood and dawn of life.

This poem was penned by A P haikusaur.
Here is the link to the original poem: [in to the cosmic soup of life]

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Saturday Night

Let me introduce a new label to you. It won't be a label I'll post a lot under, but it might be interesting to some of you: Writing. I'll post some short stories, maybe essays, and in general longer texts under this label. Here is a short story I wrote for a contest once. It didn't win anything, but since the whole thing is over, I can now post it here. Enjoy.

All the Universes

Light travels fast, light travels far, come and travel with me and with light... far, far away... to the farthest realm... darkness surrounds me, but soon the sky lights up with millions and millions of stars and I am not alone. Oh, sweet cosmic abyss, embrace my poor soul and make me immortal, so I can see... so I can feel... all the universes... all the universes out here... swimming through time until the end of it and the start of a new time in oh so many dimensions... spread out, crumbled up, sticking together, floating, rolling, turtleneck dimensions.

Fern

This was an early picture that I took with my mum's first digital camera. I had lots of fun with the macro function in our backyard and in some of the parks in our little town. That was before I was made aware that people would usually deal drugs in those parks and was forbidden to go. I went anyways.

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