In the inner labyrinths
when I walk alone
a gazing benevolent eye, I see,
the helix nebula of my origin
watching me, intently
beloved star, once a dazzling sun,
you refuse to go quietly
in to the night's ferocity
mother dear, in your core
undying love still burns
singing my favorite old lullaby.
Helix Nebula,
in the shape of a giant eye,
is a dying star bigger in death than in life;
it's cosmic tantrum is spectacular....
Remains of a star it is, more like our sun..reminds me weakening connection of umbilical chord..as time ticks away
(To my MOM)