photograph by the-good-fella
Dots etched in time
Marking physical existence
Birth into white pearls
Iridescent and pure
Then change as quickly
Coloured by life and lesson
Dots shrink and wither
At times blur and dim
Others bright and glowing
Always changing
Never constant
Trailing dots traversing
A rippling wake follows
Touching those around
Recording memories
Dots crossing a million others
Their lines weave intricacies
Magnificent intertwining
Learning and teaching
Affecting and effecting
Circumstances permitting
Two dots intersect
Exact moment exact place
Kindred souls collide and amalgamate
Their lines entwine and fold
A thick slurry of hue
Most marvelous and bewitching
There they remain forever
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