Evolution
I was a planet once,
I didn't grow much
a little atmosphere, a little crust
visitors were rare,
just rocks looking to make a smash
it was more than enough to spin in space,
with my sun, oh, my Sun
Another once, I was water
Was I really just that one drop?
I think so,
it felt so tiny, empty,
and at the same time, so intimate,
squashed in with everything I touched,
moving, changing, flowing,
freezing, boiling, bursting into gas
I gave way to everything
lately, I’ve been human
It's incredible;
consciousness,
freedom, awareness,
but there's a yearning I've never known before,
because the remembrance
of that gravity, that liquidity,
is like remembering the source of love. Love?
matter remembers what it is
spirit remembers what it was
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