There's an eye of stellar vastness
glaring down with grim steadfastness
(looking Earthward with aghastness?)
in constellation Cygnus.
Such perspective is conducive,
unlike worldly ones illusive,
to a viewpoint all-inclusive
of nebulaic bigness.
This optical-envisioned eye
within the Swan that sails on high
in Milky Way's galactic sky
was a dying Sun-like star
which swelled much larger, till it grew
into red giant through and through
and then became white dwarf askew,
peering at us from afar.
That cosmic gaze- what can it see,
our waning days, humanity
bordering on insanity?
[I think that‘s said in fairness.]
The eye might note with clarity,
(perhaps a trace of charity?)
tellurian barbarity
and foolish unawareness,
may spot our great stupidity,
delirious cupidity,
with limitless lucidity
in perceptive passing glance,
discern a capricious story
of mindless swaggering glory
(cautionary allegory?)
in our madcap mortal dance,
how we're blind to consequences
or to karmic recompenses
with disorders of the senses
leading humankind astray…
If only that unblinking stare
which seems all-seeing everywhere
could rouse us from our shared nightmare
to a true enlightened way!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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If only that unblinking stare which seems all-seeing everywhere could rouse us from our shared nightmare to a true enlightened way! From the New Hubble image you made a moral and ethical literature bringing to the point of an eye which is cosmic and watching the humans from above. very nice imagination and powerful. thank you. tony
Thank you very much for your attentive reading of my poem and warmhearted, thoughtful comment.