I dreamed a great being
Strolling the beaches of the stars
Extinguishing the darkness
Around her as she sailed
Came upon our bright blue stone
Plucking it from the sand
With a child's joy
At finding a keeper but
Under her microscope back home
She saw it was some kind of seed
The blue sheen just the outer covering
And when she teased its wings apart
She found a tiny infant's eyes
Staring right back up at hers
Which made her laugh and cry
And shook me hard awake
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