This is the year of Pluto-Charon love story!
Separated by an unfortunate event,
they have been gravitating around each other,
by the barycenter for billions of years!
What a love story that is!

After insulting Pluto, we humans
were curious as to how he was taking it!
Travelling billions of miles for more than nine years,
we could not believe what we saw!

Happy in his own region, Kuiper Belt,
Pluto is more handsome than we imagined!
And, more romantic than we could fathom!
He, with his Charon,  and their four children,
are all together, will be that way,
for billion more years to come!

©Bharathi Devi

You influence me and give me tides.
All while I give you energy and watch you spiral away.
Me and you are at a push-pull right now,
so let us find our barycenter and work things out.

perhaps we were meant to meet at a different time, on a different planet, in a different universe.

maybe we were meant to glide past each others warmth and flourish in the rays we put off.

it's a silly feeling. being bottled up tight and released with zero gravity to guide its course.

fuzzy and twinkling, like two stars in a strong orbit around a common barycenter.

it's like we're dancing around the same feelings, the same glow, but never realizing we're spinning to the same force which holds it all together.

set ablaze, spinning spirits letting off sparks of stardust we silently wait for our moment to shine.

whether that be together or apart...

-Julia Aubrey Rhodes-

Plenty, long - it is pitiful.
Is it never better than to taste of it?
Empty, numb - it is pitiful.
Is it naught that is more flavorful?

In the living glass of the universe
I am a liquid,
Drink the drink.
By the marsh like mixture of life,
Split the iris,
Eye to eye.
As the electric echo of an echo
Waves as expression,
I am a particle.

I am the light

By the gypsum rose grown.
I am the order borne out of the primordial.
In weaves & webs perennial,
I am the pyramid doubled.
By the barycenter offset zero,
I am without mass & weightless.
In the predeterminants of the hypermatrix,
I am a bolt of lightning and the thunder.
By the storm of the ocean struck,
I am a standing wave in motion.

Material and immaterial.