Tune your eyes
to the vibrations of
Starlight and space mist.
Allow your ears
to become acclimated
to the dark.
Give your voice the
permission to address emptiness and echoes.
Void.
Void.
The Horsehead nebula
wishes to gallop
through your mind's eye.
The light you see
in the Darkness
is the light perceived
by the Angels
at the beginning of time.
Black holes are
Stars gone Nova in photographic reverse.
Come, you children
of dust.
See with your
auditory senses.
Hear with your tongue.
Sing with your hands
as they flutter as
white doves
in the dance of mortality.
Then you will
come to know

the soul of space.