Cosmic Array Poem by Michael Nicorata

Cosmic Array



Dance, dance bumblebee
Tread light, follow me
Winds flowing blissfully
Into things that ought to be

Work, work endlessly
Till the bow lastingly
Time ticks willfully
Into settings meant to be

Time, time emotionally
For this last mystery
Waters dry utterly
We the people are to be

Michael Nicorata
10/21/14

Cosmic Array
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Something I came up with years ago describing that cosmic dance we are all a part of.
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