A Microcosm

Where I go to explore the ebbs and flows of natures function

 

To peep at the dances of the fauna that thrive within,

enticing their lovers to come along and form new life

They quiver and iridesce

as if blessed with a sprinkle of light from the stars above

 

Perfect pearls rise from soft and tender foliage

 

I sit

I watch

 

This miniaturised sublime,

encapsulated for me

so that I may find my place within it

 

Through my tweezers and snips, I play God for a minute

to remind myself that

 within my own world

I am not him

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 That, within my own world

I am as powerlessly relevant as the snails that traverse every inch of these Cryptocoryne swords,

leaving trails that map and bind the world I find myself enthralled in

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