Galaxy

Artist's concept of exoplanet orbiting Fomalhaut
Credit: ESA, NASA and L. Calçada (ESO); ESA/Hubble (http://spacetelescope.org/images/)

Poem for dVerse ~ Poet’s Pub : Prompt “Lookin’ Up
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Lillian was our host tonight and provided a very interesting prompt to consider. That of space, and more specifically, the imagination that might be stirred through the eyes and images of NASA’s Hubble telescope.

My crazy imagination led me through a galaxy of light and remarkable beauty, yet actually contained within the hearts of two in love. Enjoy!

 

GALAXY

Be still sweet love, my heart be thine,
yet in this breaking moment trips,
for here suspended ‘midst the stars
are hidden dreams in furrowed rifts.

With deeper reach than echoes ring
from angel’s tenor’d voices,
does span the depth of life unknown,
filled rich, imagination’s choices.

O dream, I drift immortal space
without the truth of reason,
stir deep within each molecule,
hanging science, caught for treason.

‘Til silence, dear, poised to hark
no ear beyond this beating heart,
cast drifting in the whispered waves
of dust in us, in every part.

Exalted swords of light be thine,
my love be drawn in fevered chase,
transcending past love’s sparkled sun,
left golden on her face.

And as the moment’s ether lags
to bend one second back to home,
our temporal kisses, softly hushed,
leave hints to where our hearts may roam.

15 Comments

Filed under Dreams, Nature, Perspective, Poetry, True Love, Universal Soul

15 responses to “Galaxy

  1. Oh…..thank you thank you for posting to this prompt. This is a stunning response! I most especially love the final three stanzas….but it is all sublime. I love the rhythm…the tone…a galaxy of love for the beloved. Absolutely beautiful!

  2. Absolutely adore this poem! You hooked me in on the first stanza. A stellar write.

  3. Shawna

    The last stanza is fantastic.

  4. This is a wonderful poem to love with its classical feel… really love the way you pulled the starlit sky inside.

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  6. Outstanding poem. So, romance is still alive!
    I love this stanza:

    O dream, I drift immortal space
    without the truth of reason,
    stir deep within each molecule,
    hanging science, caught for treason.

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