maybe you feel at home,
commingling with rocks,
buried in conundrums
between diamonds
and corundums,
wrapped in the different shades
of schist and shale;

you peer at the world
behind silicon windows,
coloring your universe
with quartz-diffracted light;

thinking of heaven
you wonder how such imperfect
could belong to spheres celestial,
and then you see yourself,
and think:

carbon to diamond….

and you wonder no more.

written sometime around 1999… for a certain geology student


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