Feb 28, 2020
A drunken eventide bears upon
The sylvan domain of Penn--
Venus, whispering coyly to the Moon,
Shimmers softly; cue
The pastel hues of fading light--
A kind of allegory to the day's life
And a fervent desire to reach the stars,
Intimately connecting mind
To mind, enraptured by the Cosmos.
Galactic transmissions of interstellar history
Surge through the pathways, a neural
Collaboration, transcendental equilibrium--
A heart
Of time itself beating, pulsating, in sync.
Eternity, devoted to observation
Of ephemeral bodies colliding,
Being birthed anew, ideomorphic before all else--
Until, reshaped.
