We are wig~gling the universe
one protein at a time
agitating the
fluctuations
of the eternal
cosmic slime.

Twisting and turning time.

Until we see 'The Beautiful"
the quent-essence,
we must jiggle, Aether.

Changing
dull to bright
day to night
width to height
all is light
goose bumps racing
up and down
my spine

always

make me giggle

:)