Her toes curl and pull up tufts of grass
The springtime breeze sings a muted melody
Her eyes fixate on the hole at the northern horizon
A black speck among the infinite sea
Above, the sun is flanked by clouds
And clouds by concave mountains crowned
A stunning sight to behold
Where down is up and up is down
An absentminded colony
Pollinates the seeds
Absentmindedly they lurk
And automate the garden work
Construction operators gaze
Through a window to the stars
Though this may be home to them
They’ve earned their self indulgent awe
Yet as she reclines among the plains
The queen of this domain
The horizon stares back
In truth she is a dot on a speck
Spiraling a mote of dust
Hanging
In the infinite black
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