IN THE COSMIC WINDS OF TIME

Warm lattice of imbricant complexity,

layering the spaces between distance,

like a poem.

Heart gesturing, one broken beat at a time,

in the liquid oceans of emptiness stars sing,

their songs to other stars,

too faint to see.

In a synesthesia of wonder,

galactic scope of surfeit wisdom,

gathers unspoken torrents caressing chance,

in the aether of cosmogenetic origins

correcting love.

Meaning isolated from everything but hope and home,

sifts in the revelations

of imperfect assumptions,

in the ascendancy of disclosure.

The sun's Apollonic haze,

in the burdens of youth,

traces the apogee of the retrograde science.

Into apt discernment, rivers into the appeasement of the constant,

Somewhere in the cosmogony of chance,

deciphers the contiguity of space and time,

where alternate worlds dwarf celestial satellites.

Hanging in eternity,

dark harbours sink where gallows wail along,

sailing through the cosmic void,

with the metric of their song,

in the cosmic winds of time.

Poem and image © 2016 by Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder