"One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star." - Friedrich Nietzsche
A fine excuse for living in disorder,
to birth points of light
that gambol in the heavens.
Brilliant gifts to the universe
born of tumult, turmoil and upheaval.
Sprung from physical womb or metaphysical mind
nurtured amid the disarray
of internal and external pandemonium.
(c)2013 Noreen Braman
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