Stars fall.
Oh, indeed,
They do
And they
In their millions of
Shattered pieces
Find their place
Here and now
Mostly on the edges of things.
Look at these leaves
At your feet and mine
See the edge of every, single one
Encrusted with stars
Like opaque diamonds
That would dissolve
Under the crush of your foot
Or the heat of your breath.
This is the power and weight of life
Fast at work
Shattering illusions
In search of a pulse.
It happens.
Stars fall.
One Single Impression
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