The space takes the form of a gaze
that both doubts and marvels .
Earth's cosmic ache echoing
through a remote and silent elsewhere...
Cry from the heart that implores the void .
'' Why am I so lost in this infinity ? ''
Dizzying sens of the immensity
of our insignificance !
Perhaps somewhere in the endless night,
there is a storyteller of the stars ,
travelling companion ,
patient in the azure and resilient in the obscure.
Will I have time to teach my grandchildren
the scripture of the universe ?
They will grow up and as peaceful warriors
they will sit by the sacred fire ,
talking beneath the breath of the divine ...
On this stardust that my body will have become,
a wild flower will bloom ...
Carnal nebula reborn in a cluster of opaque clouds...
Sublime dance !
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lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Infinity briefly passes through mortal consciousness before returning to the silence of the stars.
A simple unadorned text to convey the unfathomable ...
Lorenz, this is deeply contemplative and luminous. The poem moves through cosmic loneliness, awe, mortality, and spiritual continuity with a dreamlike fluidity that feels almost visionary. I especially loved the idea of becoming stardust from which a wild flower blooms…that transformation carries both humility and transcendence together. Truly beautiful and expansive writing, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
All dance from pure energy to matter. Well written
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