The Unseen Lives of Stars
Luminaries revel on a blackened velvet canvas;
swirling, whirling, tops in centrifugal dance.
A galactic party is in full swing,
at the end of every transpiring day.
Cosmic bliss betwixt sun and moon,
casts its gifts down from the heavens.
Twelve houses borne of numeric scale,
expressing events all the way to Pi.
Mathematical is the sacred tree,
where the Tetragrammaton rebirths its essence;
the seed of life in everything,
gives forth for those of third-eye sight.
Colored marbles travel in abundance,
from black hole to a new universe.
As a child, I counted these celestial eyes;
now saddened that they dwindle from view.
Humankind in all of their ignorance,
beset with greed eliminates my view.
Infinity is the playground of hope
for new stars are forever-birthing.
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