light bends around an object in space
gravity bends its fabric like a plumber
bending pipe... we owe our lives to the
cosmos of space just as surely as we
owe our souls to the godfather of time;
we search through the heaves for a sign
the death of a star or a growing black hole,
we see its expansion and wonder when
the end will reach around to the beginning
and life as we know it starts over... a
year or two from now perhaps or maybe
a millennia or two from now... who knows;
we search the stars for answers knowing
we have not the understanding... lost
humans in a lost universe, speculating
on the age of our ancestors and when
they arrived here and from where... we
seek answers but all we find is bending
light and the gravity that holds us here.
October 11, 2023
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