Orbitals

Radiant like the sun, Like the depths of ocean. Lies the Epicentre around the coldness of void and the warmth of magma. If the momentum is too fast,if may go out of control like the consequences of present. Too slow and the past will tie down the hope. Bursts will occur at the right time, To push the ball beyond the void of darkness, In the chase of distant shiny star. Cornered by the will of millions, A step at a time,it may take decades To move a step forward. Narrow are the possibilities,of the error has occur in the past. But not the lesson it teach. If you fall,then fall like the debris. Calmly accepting the dept of ocean everytime it falls. The wonder will shine for millennia. To those who supported it,will be trapped in shadow. Reality is,no one cares. Only for the pillars,it glow like the radiant Sun. [Date of written:10-oct/2023]