Sunday, February 08, 2009

Axis

Amidst a spiral swirl of stars we spin
obliquely round a minor yellow sun,
adrift among the cosmic eddies in
this vast expanse with which we all are one
while questioning the consequence of sin
and barely grasping how much we have spun,
for every body turns at its own rate—
eccentric cycles constitute our fate.

3 comments:

Shirley said...

A beautiful description of the controlled chaos we are all caught up in!

rch said...

Thanks Shirl!

Noah the Great said...

We go around and around until we sleep inside the ground.