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).
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