frail, questionings

the body of the universe
is moving. stretching
its limbs, head, and
tail – i wonder
where the stars are
sailing? do
creatures on other
planets and moons
have fairytales
about the people here on
earth? … and does it
exist? a mortality more frail
than our own – or are
we lost at sea
in a forever, unending
unknown?

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: sail

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