Stardust complexities
s
h
i
m
m
e
r
out in golden blue.
The exacting clockwork of the cosmos ticks
ponderously
in Kepler seconds.
Chronology here is kept by
the
pendulous
sway
of
planets.
Aeons as minutes.
We are just dust
on the gears.
Galactic flecks,
swept up
in the filigree pirouette of an
astronomical timepiece.
Here, but not here.
Q .
. U
A .
. N
T .
. U
M .
and fleeting.