Introversion
How immense the space inside. Sometimes gazing up
into the night sky’s vastidity we think how small we are,
yet we take it all in, inside ourselves, and there’s room,
room for sun, moon, galaxies, the ocean of nebulae,
and if the red shift carries us on and on, there’s room for that too, –
room for our immense selves, the idea of God, the moving slide show of our lives.
No matter how greedy our eyes, they are not bigger than our stomachs.
We hold it all. No indigestion, though sometimes a dose of language helps get it down.
by Nils Peterson
9/11/26
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