The individual
The species
A microbe

The country
The planet
A microbe

The universe
The imagination
A microbe

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 5, 2018, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. A microbe
    A black hole
    Stars exploding
    In their incubators

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  2. now feeling
    so big
    & small 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Very elegant, Ben.

    A nanosecond

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