‘The undertaker’s bauble’

A tiny blue marble with swirls of green. Twists of brown, and of sights unseen. It’s shimmering surface is obscured by a haze. Both light and dark, our standard of days. 

Two crowns bespectacled with a glaze of ice. They cap this precious gem, a jewel without price. They say it all began within the torrid seas. A spark in the skies, led to life in the trees.

Our tiny blue marble continues to spin. Propelled by a circuit of solar winds. Are we but a crystal bauble to entertain our maker? The sparkling marble glows (only in the pocket of the undertaker).

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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