Awe In

We are
Golden spheres of glow
Spitting yellow dashes of self.
In all directions wherever we go.

Thus we meander through time and space
Leaving behind us a little of us.
And picking up bits and pieces of others.

We come, in time, to each other
And discover beauties; marvelous that make us gape in awe
In each other
And in ourselves.

1977.10