Painting Stars, My Face On Mars
The day Galileo reaches the stars
I will have transcended into the face of mars
that your astonished is flattering
its just an expression of my many
its the same face I make every day
open my mouth wide and scream
in silent vain
no one hears me
I am unnoticed
I close my petals
as the lovely lotus
I hold my breathe,
I chose my moments
I disappear like a dying rodent
only to blossom, in pure distinction
then fade back into wishful thinking
I am no more worshiped
as our forgotten sun
so I leave this creation
to the shining ones
I void my purpose
to unchain my soul
I am fulfilled, more as I roam
I have seen the planets
near and far
I have seen the newborn
and dying star
I have seen the black hole
churn sands of time
into new matter, through center, shine
into the same matter, which bleeds through me
you may find me painting
my new galaxy
don't lose hope, my unknown friend
this power, universal...
if you don't limit it
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2011
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