Octopi Galaxi

A Man sits typing
Host to a world inside
All he's found and created
But also that which creates him

Upon a planet
Host to a World of Animals, Plants, and Minerals
Turning through the power of Love
Through an Orbit as a unit before space and time

Within a solar system
Of Major and Minor Planets
As Major and Minor organs
Through their circulatory orbits
Beating the pulse of life, as well

While traveling as part of a galaxy
Around and around as part of an arm
Or node of life like a neuron in an Octopus
We seek out the world, distant, unable to grasp ourselves

As part of another pluralistic Universe
With major and minor organs
Circulating the stuff of dreams
Living, Learning, Loving, Laughing with it all!

And in the middle of this?

A blog created and found
With it's ideas flowing
And major functional parts Composed...
and mostly vanity and materialism
With only...
    it's good deeds following you to the grave.