20 All go to one place;
all are from the dust,
and all turn to dust again.
A gloomy prospect
That our physical being
Is nothing but dust
A thrilling idea
Kinship with the universe
That we are stardust
Body elements
Came into their existence
Eons in the past
In God’s grand design
From billions of years ago
Creates what we are
A gloomy prospect
May take our thoughts to the grave
Or stir us to life
©2013, Qoheleth
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