PONDERINGS ON WHAT LIES AT THE COSMIC CORE
by Selia Qynn 1994
No matter where you go,
The cosmos are spinning.
Its a wonder we can find our archetypes.
God knows what could happen,
If we ever get our bearings,
We may find everything is quite alike.
And though we're very different,
Like snowflakes in a storm,
We're all the same in that we came from love.
From the ever twirling dust worlds,
To the cosmic winds that blow,
In life, there is no heaven but for love.