You Can't Fall Out Of the Universe

I can't imagine the adventures you are on.  
Blown in any which way
The light catches the dust
Places words can not reach
Each wave a breath
Of a thousand grains of sand
Busy fiddler crabs darting
Back and forth by the stream
Caught between reality and dream
Primal parts of the world 
Not yet colored in
Orchestra of a night theater
Colorful details that hold the eye
In the daylight
Pocketful of secrets at night
You can't fall out of the universe.

© Colleen Yorke. All rights reserved. 2020.
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