They say the minerals in our bodies
\nare worth only a few dollars.
\nWorth more than dirt,
\nbut not much more.
\nYet they say, earth is made of stardust,
\nof which we are made,
\nnot including dreams,
\nthe will of iron,
\nlove,
\nand rain falling from our eyes.
\nWhat I am really worth
\nI don’t know.<\/p>\n
What you are worth my beloved,
\nis truly stardust
\nand moonlight,
\nand the blood flowing in a rose.
\nHow did the hard granite of the earth
\nfashion the soft joy of your smile,
\nand the continuing poetry
\nof your heart?<\/p>\n
Perhaps dust contains something
\ncalled the word,
\nand it truly became light,
\nand built palaces of wings
\nand eyes and feet,
\nand a man who lets the dust
\nfill his hand and wonder,
\nwhat will it become?
\nA palace,
\na child,
\na shadow crossing the sky,
\nor a voice
\nlaughing and playing,
\nand saying,
\nI love you, dust though I am?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
They say the minerals in our bodies are worth only a few dollars. Worth more than dirt, but not much more. Yet they say, earth…<\/p>\n