Dust

I am of dust, near dust, dear dust, kin dust,
I’m material, matter as myself
all that matters to be is get of dust,
of far dust, of star dust, lost legacy

shaft of light catches a mote of dust
sunshine seizes me, makes my bald head shine,
as I walk my wonder unleashed in woods
I am reliquary of light and dust

my mind is sun fired glaze of earthen ware…