splinters of the oneness

if we are composed of the stuff

of stars

dust that accumulated into new shapes of being

even as our parents dreamed us

into life

with their tender strokes of love

then you and I are

one inside the mystery

a clever poet

helped me to see this

truth

that lay hidden deep inside my heart

all folded up and inarticulate

how can i ever be separated from you

if I was also once

a part of the very dust that made you too

how can I ever be lonely again

if I remember that

life is really my friend

and even when it breaks

within the shattering apart

new potentials always

exist

to evolve new forms

and love again