There’s a smiley face in space
that’s beaming from above
at our mindless human race
on Earth we say we love.
From dust to dust our lives are thrust,
while flames the candle's brief combust.
We leave the shelter of the bay,
unmindful night will follow day,
If Keats could have seen through Hubble's eyes
when the sonnet ‘Bright Star' he wrote,
meaning its telescope-imaged skies
with those stellar tableaux afloat,
Put away childish things
yet keep the childlike wonder.
Though dreams be rent asunder
our wishes still have wings.
Once upon a time I dreamed
I dreamed there was a once upon a time
I dreamed with the mind that dreams
I dreamed in the darkness of dreams
Twinkle the stars in night's display—
Sun's shining rays light up the day...
and yet, if futures vast we may
divine, white dwarf with diamond core
Oh magnetar empyreal
of Norma constellation small,
with spin that's slow, mysterial
in supernova remnant sprawl
Under inexorable gravity's pull,
galaxies often move toward one another.
Closer and closer they come to each other,
till astronomic smashups happen in full.
‘Water' seems a fitting title
of this rhyme on something vital
for the beings we take care of
and the others we're aware of.
What sparked the Big Bang?
Should we give a dang
how the experts debate
as to what might predate