Cosmic Adventure
There, upon the launchpad, the countdown proceeds
as bolts explode, and the umbilical apparatus releases,
and massive amounts of energy bursts from engine ignition
to create propulsion thrust and lift-off reaction
for the vehicle’s escape from Earth’s gravitational attraction
in sequential stages, skyrocketing into the orbital trajectory
of slingshot phenomenon to the universe of cosmic adventure,
likened to explorers in olden days piercing the unknown aperture.
Through the porthole, astronauts marvel at the spectacular scenery
as they watch their country on the blue planet disappear gradually.
Emotionally restrained, the astronauts resume their mission,
methodically pushing buttons and recording observations
in a four-dimensional continuum relativity experience,
limited in scope by the laws of scientific ingenuity.
Why did you invoke pain in my heart?
You have created a black hole in my heart,
Countless galaxies and stars I have swallowed,
No emotions or feelings are left behind in my heart.
Wish you had given a few rays of hope in my heart,
I would have become a supernova in the explosive creation mode of universe,
Many galaxies, stars, and planets would have born in my heart,
All bonded together in love in the dark world of starry skies.
I am heart broke,
I watch moon revolving around the earth,
In my thoughts and dreams,
I revolve around with gravitational attraction around my love.
In dark or moonlit nights,
Enchanted with the glimmer of twinkling stars,
Heart flies and sits amongst the stars,
Hoping my lover would take a glimpse with her beautiful eyes.
A spider web is wondrous made
with interwoven threads o’erlaid
of sticky strands to snare the prey
in intricately shaped display
like filamented promenade.
High up, in galaxy brigade
agrouped through gravity obeyed
in Hydra’s grip the stars portray
a spider web.
‘Midst Nature’s splendorous parade
on cloths of heavenly brocade
as earthly spider spins its way
so cosmic galaxies convey
enlaced within galactic glade
a spider web.
~ Harley White
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The poem is a rondeau…
Info ~ Flies in a spider’s web: galaxy caught in the making (ESA)…
Info and image ~ Spiderweb galaxy (MRC 1138-262) Hubble (Wikimedia)…
Explanation: The Spiderweb Galaxy (PGC 2826829, MRC 1138-262) is an irregular galaxy which is 10.6 billion light years away. It is located in the southern constellation of Hydra (the water snake) and is one of the most massive galaxies known. Hubble images provided a dramatic glimpse of a large massive galaxy under assembly as dozens of smaller galaxies merge through mutual gravitational attraction. This provides the best demonstration so far that large massive galaxies form by merging smaller ones.
The great paradox,
A mighty creative star-burst,
A once unified power,
Dynamically out-sourcing in a display,
Of awesome light and heat,
Of gravitational attraction and boyant levity,
The genesis of life as we know it,
And how it weaves through our days,
And whispers into our night journeys,
A wonderburst of unknown origins,
From which a universe was birthed, ,
Ununiform and creatively diverse,
And here a riddle exists,
For within the unfoldment,
Of a chaotic, broken mess,
Contains a sublime secret,
That beyond mind mazes,
And numbing, repetitive cycles,
Fragmenting in habitual motion,
That beyond all this angst and addiction,
A great Loving Peace pulsates,
A Universal Heart-beat,
Individuated as our own deepest wisdom,
With this we enter the Xmas fray,
Calm and living in Eternity,
And yet playing in time and space,
Transcending yesterday's truth,
Love amidst chaos,
Tolerating those who dwell in the past,
Accepting the mystery of a universe,
That is seemingly not unfolding,
The way it should,
And yet knowing that Love exists,
Love behind the mega drama,
Love despite all else,
The great paradox!
Do you know I find you fascinating, even from a far?
My forbidding lust of fantasy is breaking me apart.
How I wish I could lie next to you, pressing my body close to yours
In a daring collision of souls, till our hearts begin to stir.
Magnetism greater still, than either one of us could undergo
With your arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer into your tow.
A gravitational attraction is what I am to you
Responding to my desires, if you only knew?
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