Friday Flash 55 — One with Everything

 

This is me.  No one — made of Stardust.
 I am one with swirling planets,
    conifer cones dusted with snow,
        delicate ice crusting upon my vacant footsteps —
one with the underweight babe, the bloated beast,
the aged woman praying over beads one final time.

I am the beads, the breath, the bursting, and beyond.
All one.

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My post in exactly 55 words written for Friday Flash 55.
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