..
Forgive us our centers,
these (s)matterings of fear
and fragile flame, the
quirks and quarks that
keep us spinning, spilling,
….sinning.
Forgive us our pleas for
………..space
when the world closes
…………………..in.
Mass,
even when at rest.
Volume,
even in silence.
..
PAD, day 28.
Whimsygizmo's Blog 
energy is neither created or destroyed…. yet I wish I had more…
I love this:
“matterings of fear
and fragile flame, the
quirks and quarks that
keep us spinning”
~And your clever embedding of “en masse.”
I love the connections here – volume, mass, matter – quirks and quarks. And you made a lovely poem out of it all!