Black Hole
A black hole.
Its heavy shadow
Is the siren of the cosmos
For what can illuminate such darkness.
Violently it stirs both the universe
And the minds of men.
Within its undulating, ringed horizon
There exists nothing
Or perhaps everything.
8.11.18
Contest: Word Vision III
Copyright © Jesse Rowe | Year Posted 2018
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