The Universe is

Dust in a sunbeam.

Cinammon in milk.

Flecks on the sidewalk.

Flashes of red light

that flood through the gaps between the train cars

rhythmically, musically,

a heartbeat.

The freckles of a stranger

who seems almost familiar

like maybe we could know each other

if we tried.

Light on the water.

Chalk on black paper.

The iris of an eye.

Fractals.