Sunday, January 13, 2013

Sunday Morning Poetry


Dusting
Thank you for these tiny
particles of ocean salt,
pearl-necklace viruses,
winged protozoans:
for the infinite,
intricate shapes
of submicroscopic
living things.

For algae spores
and fungus spores,
bonded by vital
mutual genetic cooperation,
spreading their
inseparable lives
from equator to pole.

My hand, my arm,
make sweeping circles.
Dust climbs the ladder of light.
For this infernal, endless chore,
for these eternal seeds of rain:
Thank you. For dust.
~ Mary Nelson



Image from the Hubble telescope.  More here

12 comments:

Jeanne said...

Love your Sunday morning poetry.
Love you
Have a soulful Sunday

Love Jeanne

Countrywoman said...

interesting poem I hope you have a good week

paris parfait said...

Dear Relyn, lovely image and poem. Wishing you a very happy 2013! Hope it brings you only the best of opportunities and adventures! xx

Jennifer Richardson said...

for dust:)
i love earthy gratitude,
Jennifer

Snickelfritz said...

Oh my, that should be an ode to my house! Impressive.

Tracy said...

Oooo... I don't think I've come across this one before...beautiful! Thank you for this shared love of poetry, Relyn! Happy Days ((HUGS))

Lisa Gordon said...

Beautiful words for an equally beautiful photograph, Relyn.
Happy Monday to you!
xo.

Kyra said...

Dust - reminded of the song - Dust in the wind.

Dropping by to say a quick hello :)

Ms. K @ Write On Thyme said...

Just dropped by to say Hi, Relyn and hoping that your year is starting out great! I love that you get me to read more poetry! Bisous, Kirsten

Marilyn said...

When I saw dust for the theme my thoughts went to the dusting of a light snow we had today. It just turns the world into beauty for maybe a short time or a longer time.

joyce said...

don't know that I've ever seen gratitude for dust expressed before!

HKatz said...

This is beautiful. And the sign of a true poet, to find beauty in something that other people brush away or never think about except as a nuisance that collects on bookshelves and tables.

I especially love the line: "Dust climbs the ladder of light."

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