Causi Sui

Somewhere above this world, a star shines brightly. Far above the winds and the rains, in the dark heavens, it lies. Jupiter is girded with a belt of comets; this star is girded with a belt of clouds. Clouds of all shapes and sizes swirl and dance in this belt of fluff: big red ones with a rusty hue, small green ones that carry a sickly taint. Once in a while two of these behemoths collide sending celestial dust into space.

If by chance, as this dust falls on the earth, it is shaped like a dog, then in some home far away a puppy is born. With coffee brown fur, floppy ears, and soulful brown eyes it pleads with the passing families to be adopted. And if by chance it is shaped like a bird, then far away a young blue jay squeaks out its first chirp. The chick calls out to its mother, among a nest of its siblings, wanting to be fed.

Yet if by chance it is a boy or a girl, then a baby is born. A mom and a dad snuggle. In their arms they carry a child swathed in wraps of blue cloth. A fire crackles in the corner of the room, but another fire glows in their hearts. The father’s face melts from an icy scowl into a warm smile. As the mother coddles the child, in her arms next to her heart, her eyes glisten with tears.

If by chance you wonder where you come from, just gaze upwards and two clouds strike again sprinkling the world with a shower of dust, a shower of life. That is where you came from.