Moving through dust and dirt

Moving through dust and dirt

Moving through dust and dirt to find something living

wasn’t her thought, but her knowing told her otherwise.

Follow that gut, some wise woman whispered in

her ear; don’t back down, and never despair.

We clung onto the backs of Beings traveling through the

coldest clusters of stardust - just to get here.

We sense her digging for Queens while her Mistress is so far away.

If only they could hitchhike their way closer to each other, someplace near.

So queer.

And as she gets closer, her curiosity and courage

release the fear: moving through dust and dirt.

For now, we stay buried here, waiting for paths to collide,

to discover a new and beautiful beginning.