What's going on in stellar skies
perchance eludes our earthly eyes
or mortal minds to e'er discern
regardless how we strain and yearn
or hazard to hypothesize.
Do galaxies ‘midst birthing cries
beget their astral enterprise
plus further realms to forge in turn
what's going on?
Will we acquire awareness wise
enough to grasp what might arise
if Nature be inclined to spurn
our worldly ways, in manner stern—
still could Mankind yet realize
what's going on?
What human eye sees is what it believes, though they are far from our sight but created with a purpose, which is to serve us indirectly, I like the way you put it in poetic form.
An outstanding poem, it is a short poem, but by no means simple, it demands question, two galaxies colliding, and instead of total chaos, we have baby stores being born, toward end? Well, that is what Harley white is asking.
The rondeau is by definition a short poetic form, which makes it a challenge, but one I like. And yes one wonders how much we do indeed understand about the cosmos, Thank for your thoughtful reading of the poem..
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What another outstanding example of poetic, genius, normally, the colliding of galaxies should commit chaos, but what do we have instead question, ? We have more stores being born, yes, N
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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