Astronomers surmise that nine-tenths
of all matter exist in unobservable
state; invisible black matter that
cannot be directly detected; but
that has to exist in explanation of
the strange movement of galaxies
around a central core; with outlaying
regions moving just as fast as the
inner parts; gravity is not enough
to bring this about – but the sticky
dark-matter molasses would see
to it that the stars revolving around
stay all together; just as the magnetic
power of love is a glue that contains
the human world - preventing people
from blowing apart!
Right on, I love poems considering the inevitable modern scientific spin on beauty, especially when they end with ancient love.. nice piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this wonderful poem. I hope that my own gravity is such that I can sail through life without blowing apart, also!