How could I not rejoice

to have lived even as only infinitesimal speck

inside your immensity?

Though briefly,

yet deeply and forever

embedded within the embrace

of your star-filled womb.

This is enough the gift, O Cosmos:

to know that I am

always

in all and with all

one.

February 1988

Photo Credits Text: Talarico / Calligraphy: Petrequin / Photography: Bachhuber

Photo Credits Text: Talarico / Calligraphy: DuBosch / Photography: Bachhuber