Civilization began
when the mother of the universe
dropped a crystal plate
on the black expanse of the sky,
shattering into a billion stars.

With a desperate ragged breath,
she knelt,
sweeping up the constellations
and putting bits of far-off planet
in her apron pocket,
knowing that, once broken,
nothing can ever be put back again
and thinking to herself
that we'd all
be much happier
should this one moment
and the next
and the next
be, simply, a beautiful accident
of necessity and circumstance.



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