A Light Session On Space

Are you seated there No, I am standing in a space Layers of avid air keen to occupy horses for a race Where else is space Well it is in the milky way too Joining you and me with an invisible string crimson and blue Can you show me Well, I can, but five thousand years you have to be in wait to see almost an eternity Why so do you know Yes a little I do But first can you please have the glow of your face occupying a pretty space I mean the face for the bees Can you have it floating on a cup of coffee or Darjeeling tea It's so cold this evening Oh yes, with it here you are How much sugar Just what the space of a teaspoon can cocoon This too a space? of the ilk of the vastness of sun and moon ? Yes dear there is nothing empty But there is plenty of warmth from your fingers lingering in the space between the brown surface and the rim pretty and slim just look it gleams too To return to where we got glued It would take that huge time for the light from us may be many more plus to reach the silver sky to make us visible there and without light, you know no sighting is possible not even a particle Saying this he in a coffee-heat spree switched off the room light blossoming quite a few tulips warm and tight Is the space a vacuum Well both yes and no But in the long run no Like between us it's space But not airless Up to a certain point in the sky so amazing it's a blue space courtesy dust particles in oxygen And then, her eyes now bigger, it's dark and dark and dark again until when there is another planet like ours along with a luminous star How vast is the space then Hard to define Almost endless vacuum dust gas and other bits of matter floating around Not sure if there are universes further like ours in the space Then there are the black holes Souls you may say of gigantic stars that had collapsed Why, is it a hole Not exactly, dear Nothing can escape its pull not even light so dense and tight In the huge emptiness is traveling the radiation emanating through the Cosmos But no more The scent of the flowers in your braids stirring my nostrils Need a barricade Musings on space Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker January 15, 2021