Red Square, So Rare

Oh, you ARE a beauty, that's sure And are we really so different, you and I? Miracles, exquisite, born from the forces of the Universe Once, the quantum cosmic stuff of stars ... Coursing with the energies of natural physics and dynamism Dust, helium, hydrogen ... we were melded in the bellies of suns But my existence, blessed with the spark of life, sentient The ability to cognate and discern and ponder To appreciate with eyes and spirit, all that is wonder and art But perhaps, in your cold maelstrom of actuality, you prevail For your incredibly unique heart of crimson chaos and spin That oh-so-rare glimmer of geometric configuration Knows not the horrors of loss, pain, terror, and death All that sublime beauty and blossom shall continue on, timeless Long after the concerns and cares of corporeality When I'm dust again, you'll still drift and dazzle and shine ... boundless. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Nifty Named Nebula's" Poetry Contest William Kekaula, Judge & Sponsor. (I chose photo and nebula number seven, The Red Square Nebula, as it is my favorite, and, I believe, the most unusual).