My Way Of Thinking

Arlene GrastonTiny bits of stardust leave a trace on the mantle and all about the rooms of my house.

I am told that this is… just dust!

But dust is undesirable, not quaint or even very nice.  There is ever so much of it in this world that one has to wonder at its purpose for being.  I just can’t believe it exists for the reason that it has no reason.  To my way of thinking this makes no sense: all things live!  Dust must be magical Stardust perceived by a cluttered mind!

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