I am a tiny speck, yet I exist
Between spins of earth and hues of sky
Between moon’s turns and sun’s might
Between sequential seasons and their abrupt rhymes
Between awry big bangs and coalitions sublime
In darkness and light
In silhouettes of all life
I exist
In the thick of it
In spite of it
Because of it.
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Curating Thoughts 
Wondrously creative Pallavi, yes we are all but a tiny specks in the thick of our universe
“Oh I’ll never get to the moon
But I’ve seen the universe in a blade of grass
Oh I’ve built my questions a raft
And I send them floating there on a lake of glass
And though this weight is like a stone
It is hard to drop the things I’ve come to know” .. Sean Rowe… some lyrics from his song “The Lonely Maze”
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This just flowed so beautifully,. Pallavi. Loved it 💕💕
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Thanks 🙏
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I love this! A beautiful piece.
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Thanks
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I loved it, Pallavi, it reminded me of a line from Desiderata by Max Ehrmann “You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.”
💕😁💙🥂
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I feel like you have such an eye for the majesty of creation. I see it in more than one of your pieces. Maybe it’s the creative in you. I love thinking about this concept. There is so much out there, but we are so much and so good, too.
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Your words always make my day, thanks love!
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Very profound 💓
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