Loss

A loss is a loss, no matter how small

The universe feels every new birth and bloom 

 My mind and body, A planet unto myself 

And even in sunshine, dark shadows loom 

Creation takes place everywhere, every form

A constant dance, matter with matter
Atoms dissipate, then regather, reform 

No change takes place without notice 

Like pain to a mother birthing a child 

All risk is significant and some with great cost 

The losses are relative to those outside 

But to me, absolute and solitary as worlds collide

-mmo
10.03.09