Gravity Poem by Mona Adviento

What, this dance over galaxies?
Eight million miles from the rest of the world,
Forsaking forever to bathe in stardust
In delirium over this liberty.

Yet how far shall this eternity stretch over our universe?
How long shall our eyes be misted over by present reality?
Shall we ask the heavens to bestow their verdict?
Or shall we forget all else and be consumed by this frenzy?

In a moment we forget the world, in some distant place we travel
Yet by and by the wind comes rushing and we are transported
To that place in time before this sunshine
And we wonder, if this reverie is broken, what horizon we shall face.

Encapsulated in a sea of dreams, where time stops in an instant of wonder,
We are momentarily breathless with the intensity of this rapture
That is a meeting of minds in one intellectual orgasm;
That is a merging of kindred spirits; in one mirthful mayhem

Apart, inside our fortresses, who knows what transpires?
In the recesses of our consciousness is there a longing that resides still?
For the old and the familiar and what’s safe and sure?
For what-ifs and what-must-have-beens and supposed-to-bes?

This dance, it takes us to the heights of fascination
Gravitational tendencies maxxed out to its end
Till our universe collides
And all is shattered into stardust.

Hold on to a satellite, as the wave washes over
Reverberating the strength of this fatal attraction.
And we, infinitesimal mortals, awake on this voyage
Stand witness to time, slaves of proximity, at home with uncertainty.