A Trip In The Universes Poem by elysabeth faslund

Shards of Earth in Saturn's Rings
Gravelling ancient into timeless,
Falling inwards by centimeters
Until Saturn, Earth, are one.

As each orbit free, in string music.
Apocalyptic orchestrations...collisions
Through wheels, donuts of universes.
What kin in the Kyber Belt?

Which of Earth's pasts does
Andromeda call 'future? ' What
Heavy feet will stride, unhurried,
Into our Sun, leaving prints,

Unfossilized, on Earth?
Solar Wind...rustling leaves.