POETRY IN MOTION
All of the world seems afraid of their own shadow today.
Makes me wonder if we collectively, caused this phenomenon. Turn that around. What if the World simply decided to create life changing events to remind us, we collectively, do not control the Universe? That my friends would be universal poetry in motion. Float that around in your head for a bit. What do you mean we are not in control? Thought waves torch my blasphemy from afar for this affront to human supremacy. We are not, and never were in control. Roll with it, or be rolled over. Miniscule specks of dust in a tiny galaxy do not control universal doings. Rats, just when I was about to be king, I figure this out.
POETRY IN MOTION
Star flies into the sun
Violent explosion
No one sees it happen
Poetry in motion
Planets keep revolving
Quite without emotion
Universal movement
Poetry in motion
God seeks no permission
Man need have no notion
Supernova fades to dust
Poetry in motion.