Cosmic Consequence
Seeing spirals of Andromeda's dish
flinging itself towards the Milky Way;
many billion stars stuck in divine drama.
Through Gaia Observatory's scope eyes -
seems like two Ospreys warring in the skies.
Yet yields colossal change, spun at light speeds.
Seeing clearly our own old origins,
for mortals, this is how it all begins.
Knowing the truth may relieve one's worry,
hear earth's dynamic galactic story.
We're such specks, one of trillions;
in its vastness, aren't many minions.
Seeing one's self on our globe, universe;
always has had deep meaning for humans.
These billions of spheres shall surely collide,
the laws of physics cannot be denied.
Orbiting at an edge of our disk's swirl,
this galaxy's end will likely unfurl.
Copyright © Greg Gaul | Year Posted 2021
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