...Dust...

 Dancing in cosmic dust, such a high, such a rush ~
Explosive, implosive, energy buzz, all living things, everything does.
Some are fissures, spewing free-flowing waves ~
A central core with toroidal flow, behave. 
Bigger than life, beyond physical form ~
Connective flow sacred, geometric adorn.
All together, out and in, part of the know, natural spin.
Have problems too, operate with a body ~
In the physical matrix, conditioned to be fixed.
Also exterior, outside of it ~
That Point of view, balanced mix.
Here of both, ability to move ~
In and out, without behoove.
Thus a dancer, musical melody ~
By the rules, the same moment, free.
Crawl and fly, laugh and cry, no fuss ~
As micro and, macro dust.