Poem -

Creation

Atom attraction of simplest sort,

creates space changed, 
in charged time distort.

attraction grows,
 magic begins,
and life spreads its gold virgin wings

fusion of two, 
under attractions pressure explodes, in a birth
the star, and the light,
the alchemists
 element out a foot hold for life,
made in there outer layers 
 not in antiquated core of light

Around the new ,
a disk spins wide,
to the light expelled a wind of no air,
whoms gargantuan might,
holds all of the planets tight,
unwilling to give up any of its part,
the constant gravitation,
means measures of law of a natures justice
can grow a reality, and to so encase us 

a passing of eons 
millions collide,
the planets are formed alike a child is in natures womb,
and now join the ride,
yet develop as unique as a human face 
like a lottery of a number of no contained tide 

aeons after a settle of sort,
from bombardments that chance had each smite to earth,
conditions of their result just right for life's birth

this is all what we believe be so,
yet equation, math or tool;
 can never show,
 simply where that moment just past did go, 
was 
or is 
even there

We know only of once , 
that once could be in know
that life woke from a slumber;
and we have no compare to show,
on a blue pearl, within the black tar,
where why or what this journey does bestow

Future of a constant endeavour,
means measure can predict into the forever,
yet sit it will always in known never.
and on a eon that past has not made,
we know that the divine warmth can grow too hot a shine
and that what ever be an answer has a dead line,
for what must be learnt when eternal love turns  hdeathly shine,
not ignorant bliss will save man at this time,
for we will need to know  how to do the impossible,
and reach the too far,
if we search again
once for that loved drenched shine,
or will we sit in a knowing
 thats hight is above this divine line
yet not will this be a know in one life drawn line,
so could billions of years left saturate what has to be,
to have me to develop 
this destined path,
may have to start with thee,
for if not achieved this solar systems end, 
the stop and crushed, reversed, and blackened,
means all consciousness gone and never,
no memory any where of any of ever,
surmounts that this passing of time happened never,
and the darkness of infinite onwards ever,
always as always, finite was never
as be there no eye to see a stars twinklings,
or past scintillation is memory smit
as the universes unfathomed,
consumes its self in endless self,

and this home of many 
too spaces enormity 
is but grit,

I wonder if the amazing design is not what is divine,
but the very fact that sits on top ,
in man to conceive at all,
and sit be unique at this know time ,
in knowing it is at all.  

For although dots stars seem 
on the black 
everything is a part of that scintillating fact,
from stone, to throne,
man, to ant, 
planet to moon 
we are the same and but the dust from stars that have strewn
only the outer of there creation, keeping there core, compressed into gravitation
as they implode on fact,
and become from light giver,
to the strongest black,
that contrasts to a lights intake, 
that light has to shine,
to take away the bright 
and hide it in an blackened form,
yet still is more than when it was a point of light

An angry aged face looking for fuel,
grows to the point where it hits,
"no mores" brick wall.

Its core will implode , ejecting a load ,
for alchemists they are ,
creating within their layers, 
life's elemental bricks,
a SuperNova delivery, disperse the bits 

The magicians that be the star,
not dead in remnant,
for remnant stars are;
tiny white dwarfs,
or spinning neutrons,
or some were so big that their weight defies existence
these beasts be blacker than the black on which sat the star.

A size of a core, will decide who they are;
a decision that was always destined for each and ever star

magical, divine and remarkable they are,
as remarkable as to think,
how each atom in the universe has a link,

each atom within me and you ,
included this too
for all around and everyone afar,

as magical as the star,
for we are
 Stardust

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