Heavenly bodies above and beyond
Leaping and turning to a celestial song;
One that has played for eons with no rest
One that will play for billions of years;
Long after we're gone
The stellar show goes on;
In the loud supernova bombs
And the wild galactic storms;
In the motherly Nebula, of stars that form;
In the entrails and cold, of some that are gone;
The black bodies of Sir Singularity
The bright cores of burning Sun's;
Orchestrated by darling Gravity
Ti'll the dance of the cosmos is done...
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 6:59 PM UTC
Heavenly bodies above and beyond
Leaping and turning to a celestial song;
One that has played for eons with no rest
One that will play for billions of years;
Long after we're gone
The stellar show goes on;
In the loud supernova bombs
And the wild galactic storms;
In the motherly Nebula, of stars that form;
In the entrails and cold, of some that are gone;
The black bodies of Sir Singularity
The bright cores of burning Sun's;
Orchestrated by darling Gravity
Ti'll the dance of the cosmos is done...
Astronomy/Gravitational pull/Orbits/Show of the Cosmos
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