SUPERNOVA 🌌
by Gleen S. Lastimosa
You are the shine to my sun,
the light to my moon,
the twinkle to my star,
and the bang that started it all.
Just like the famous theory,
I don’t know how to start our story.
There was no definite beginning.
I never expected what is coming.
As celestial bodies take its form,
The roaring thunder was its center.
Immeasurable power was clashing together,
And created this complicated universe.
Separated by the galaxies,
Surrounded by our worlds,
We revolve to the one that matters,
yet let ourselves rotated by others.
We cannot define its boundaries,
Not the end of its vastness.
But we can always detect the attraction,
That hold everything, that is gravitation.
The order as we know is constantly threatened,
By phenomenas that are destructive and uncontrolled.
We can choose to drift indefinitely,
Or choose to halt immediately.
It took billions of years for these to settle,
But what I feel was never subtle.
It may never be what we imagined,
But it is what is destined.
We can only predict the death of a star.
It may be disruptive and unprecedented,
But we can always adore it from a far
And the joy it once brought, will remain in my heart.
Lumiere my supernova ✨
