⚪Marble

I used to hold it in between my index finger and thumb. And kept rolling it in slo-mo. Inside one, nano-particles sparkled as stars in the galaxy. Putting me in a realm – as if I could tame the galaxy between my two fingers. The more I rolled it, it voodooed me, sucked me inside it, and made me a part of a magical divinity.

I wonder why I still whey there, play there, stay there, lay there. Unchanging my day, every day, like it’s my Groundhog Day – my start, my middle, my end.

Lot has flown in the river, rocks turned into pebbles turned into nothing; moons have passed the sky times infinite; skies turning black, grey, indigo; and I got hold of a few marbles, again.

My eyes opening like lightning burst of stars as I held one in between my index finger and thumb. And kept rolling it in slo-mo. Inside one, nano-particles sparkled as stars in the galaxy. Putting me in a realm – as if I could tame the galaxy between my two fingers. The more I rolled it, it voodooed me, sucked me inside it, and made me a part of a magical divinity.