on an axis wheeling Poem, by Frank Prem, at My poetic side

I look to the sky at night
watch the star-ways wheeling
around an axis
in isolated glimpses strobed apart
by months and weeks

they or I perform a pivot
and then go around again

I spin in awe
not certain what to make
of a darkness filled with pinpoint
spots of mystery

or perhaps it is all light
well separated by perspective
across time and space
to cause patterns
that my eyes can find

I wonder if the flickers
point the way to a god
who is somewhere
nowhere
who could be anywhere at all
within stellar perfection
while the conundrum

who am I

is awe enough

or do I have a task
to elevate
a sense of cosmic being
into the fabric of belief

I look to the sky
tonight
the milky way turned again
as though upon an axis
and I spin

I spin around
I turn
on a night
so overfilled with stars
I can believe

Comments +

orchidee January 3rd, 2018 03:11
A fine write Frank.
- Frank PremJanuary 3rd, 2018 05:12
  Thank you, O. Cheers.
FredPeyer January 3rd, 2018 04:43
Frank, you make looking at the sky a big adventure! Kudos!
- Frank PremJanuary 3rd, 2018 05:12
  It's pretty amazing any time, but a glory when in a speculative mood.
  
  Thanks Fred.
  
  Cheers. STay warm over there.
- FredPeyerJanuary 3rd, 2018 09:52
  The mornings are cool (long pants, sweat-shirt), but the days are always warm (shorts, t-shirt, slippers)
Louis Gibbs January 3rd, 2018 09:57
Would that I could share the experience you describe, Frank, but 'night-blindness' disallows. A well penned experience you share in this good write!
- Frank PremJanuary 4th, 2018 03:35
  That's a shame Louis. I find it a soulful kind of experience.
Tony36 January 3rd, 2018 13:15
Great write
- Frank PremJanuary 4th, 2018 03:35
  Cheers Tony.
- Tony36January 4th, 2018 09:26
  Welcome

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