Page 37 - Litterateur March 2021

I’m a Particle of Dust Speaking

it’s time for tularemia, bubonic plague and anthrax to

recur, infect the mainland and far beyond. They have

found their existence amidst dust. Was I destined to be

so?

A particle of dust, skulking under your sofa doesn’t

deserve your disregard or contempt. Rather it may

contain everything from space diamond to Gobi desert

to the bone of a monkey or bit of a modern tire rubber.

If you fail to recognize the image of your forefathers in

a particle of dust, if you don’t learn how to respect

others, one day you’ll become dust but without

substance. That’s why Omar Khayyam once wrote:

Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,

Before we too into the Dust descend;

Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie

Sans Wine, sans song, sans singer, and----- sans End!

I hope you’ll become dust, not without substance.