still sitting

in your sitting still, child

did the world come to you

did it float down like a feather

into the open palms of your hands

and while you still sat

did the pearl come to you

did it spurt forth from the ocean

released from the shell and the foam

and still while you were still

did the spark come to you

like a snowflake from the moon

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