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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A cosmic event, singular and flamboyant, the Big Bang blast of the prime particles, the condensed light, created mass in an instant that accreted by the nascent gravity in the nebulous galaxies, and in the flaming stars and planets of the archaic universe, expanding. They all contain the history of time continuum, not yet burnt, nor consumed in the black holes. They wrap the primordial light of the cosmos, not yet dimmed, nor dead in the dwarf stars. The rhythm of flowing time pulsates relentlessly in the distinctive inner space of infinite seclusion. The fervent frequency in sync with cosmic harmony vibrates persistently with the intonation of vacuity, marking the transition designed in the Gemini garden. The cosmic architecture of the solar system defines the astronomic blueprint of the zodiac. In the heliocentric planetary system the sun still blazes in its primeval pride, holds in orbit in limitless space the set of planets, like the Saturn, the lord of the rings. Saturn is the jeweler of the void, drifting in the sea of cold azure, polishing the cosmic dust to create a diadem. In the celestial wilderness its icy rings swirl with frozen rock specks in thin ribbons on flight around the sleeping quiet planet, as it’s leftover wandering waste that never quite became anything else, but aligned to make the breathtaking celestial girdle. On a cosmic odyssey, I imagine being transported there, but find no ground to land, float in its gravity field, holding my thoughts in the rings as their memory, realizing all beautiful things are too distant to be reached, too grandiose to be touched.
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