The idea that somewhere in the still—
There in the darkness
Is a germ of life
Floating like a plankton
In the imperceptible night.
This invisible seed was born
At the right time, entered the water &
Tide-guided by some vague notion of sky, made it
To the one place where it could be brushed against
By a sleepy swimmer’s toe
& switched On,
A pincushion of light
That turns the void into a bioluminescent bay.
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