Monday, December 24, 2018

Event Horizon

Over leaves of 
Heaven, this 
Galaxy rises,
Opens her arms
And draws our
Moon, Earth,
This light and
Spark of birth,
Around this star--
This ark, on
Which we are.
We Are.



14 comments:

  1. That is beautiful, Geo.

    Merry Christmas to you and the lovely Norma.

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    1. Thanks, dear Arleen. We wish you a merry Christmas too.

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  2. An ark, indeed.

    Wishing you and Norma and all your family a peaceful and joyous season, Geo. Another trip around the star . . . it's gone rather fast, hasn't it?

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    1. Indeed it has, dear Jenny --another circuit of the sun made more pleasant by your company.

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  3. Very nice.
    Merry Christmas to you and Ms. Norma.

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    1. Thanks, Rick. Best to Jilda and you in this and all seasons.

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  4. Nowadays, when one mentions Galaxy, people immediately think of Samsung's latest smartphone. Technology rather kills poetry, romance, beauty.
    Luckily there are guys like you that don't give up,and keep reminding us of the great elements of the universe and their beauty.

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    1. Dear, kind Duta. I believe you've nailed it. I suspect physics is at least as close to poetry as technology, but it's hard to keep that in mind while surrounded by competitive advertising. Thanks for reminding and encouraging me.

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  5. Nice poem!

    I wish you and yours a happy holiday!

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  6. Welcome Lon! Thanks and same good wishes to you.

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    1. Most kind Elizabeth! Thanks. Best wishes to you and Rajan.

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  8. Such a beautiful poem! It has created almost a love image of hugs exchanged.

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    1. Most kind. Thanks, Susan. Glad you like the poem. And you're right --the universe is tremendous work of love.

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