at last, darkness
with its tireless array
of stars
they tell us the universe is expanding;
but am I the only one
who finds it sad
to think of all those galaxies
receding further away
leaving us more and more isolated
every day?
it’s just all so untouchable:
the night sky might as well be painted
on the window, behind the curtain,
which hangs diaphanous
and white, like
the memory of light
this is too much.
whose idea was time
and why did they have to make it so long?
I like the write
And wrote something in return
But as far as expanding galaxies
Are concerned
IMO
Mankind needs to worry about
This little ole place called Earth.
KS
The poem is called " Time / Itself "
Thank you! I like your
Thank you!
I like the reponse :) (You're certainly right that we should be worrying about Earth - although sometimes Earth just doesn't seem like enough ...)
The Time images
are really well constructed. Enjoyed the galactic stroll among receding systems. Nice - slc