Far out in cosmic space
may all those slowly swirling
and outward expanding galaxies
of comets, stars, planets and dust
centered by devouring black holes
together be the microstructure
of a physical body like yours,
or a huge cloud of hot embers
after the big nuclear bang,
and is our own hungry Earth
a cancer within that body,
or simply a cooling particle
inside radioactive smoke?

beyond the mass
of material evidence
as below so above,
I believe all
are redeemed
by love.
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