May 9, 2016
Inconsolable
From the world of nothing came chaos
that gave birth to spinning planets,
chunks of rock and dust.
so the same for burning clouds of gas
ephemeral and invincible
eternal and unspeakable
emerged into a vast abyss of absolute emptiness.
These lights abound in the country sky and leave me breathless
Lying on my back
attempting to take it all in
the infinite majesty of the night
I suddenly wonder
Is this mine?
It seems at least to me that there is a degree of coincidence
between the position of the planets and my demeanor.
It can be simple things
like when the brake lights go out
or I blow a fuse
This might be the universe telling me I’ve something wrong.
It is my suspicion there is a dialogue between my thoughts
and reality.