~ a poem about the cosmos
Starting in the dark
Changes come with light
A traveler glowing stark
Shadows trailing, flowing forthright
Boundless is possibility providence
Landscapes backdropping this foundation
Systems and collections, cascading in consonance
Going and going, living without duration
In timeless twilight, it finds something worth finding
Oblivious to All, caught in the Throw
Spirals of matter churn, endlessly winding
Unmoored inertia, enter status quo
In the light, collectively conceiving,
Shaping up and growing out,
Unto time and space, it’s thieving
In the dark, cultivating hearts to sprout
Individualized, the extant mover overflows
At last, The Darkstar has been born to die
Burning in a nova, coiling like a rose
As to its regard, that is for stargazers to testify
Thresholds of Transformation 