Nature of the Beast (pt 5)

Dream, dream the ancient planets hated,
The magnificent constellations,
Which emitted their natural light,
Through great binaries and nebulas,
And flaunted their operatic display of beauty,
Through stellar pillars and Magellanic clouds,
While the planets reeled in the anchored static,
A palpable loneliness of sighs, dust and ice,
Listing within the dark,
Waiting for the touch of a titan or god.


Image Credit: NASA/JHUAPL/SwRI

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