Thank you for these tiny

    particles of ocean salt，

    pearl-necklace viruses，

    winged protozoans：

    for the infinite，

    intricate shapes

    of submicroscopic

    living things.

    For algae spores

    and fungus spores，

    bonded by vital

    mutual genetic cooperation，

    spreading their

    inseparable lives

    from equator to pole.

    My hand， my arm，

    make sweeping circles.

    Dust climbs the ladder of light.

    For this infernal， endless chore，

    for these eternal seeds of rain：

    Thank you. For dust.