Gamma Ray Bursts from the edge of space.
Collapsing black holes, without a trace?
Exploding stars from near and far.
Just what's in this big cookie jar?
Comet's tails, as long as can be.
This is what makes up, you and me?
Giant gas planets, that are starting to glow.
Separate solar systems, for all to show?
The speed of light, gone in a flash.
Then back again, we're starting to crash?
Here we are, safe and sound.
It's our space, how profound?
God's out there, watching the show.
Can we see him? How should we know?
Copyright © Terry Mullally | Year Posted 2018
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