Serene spherical story semblance Tripled times till tomorrow’s topics Amused amid archaic amazements Descrying demeanors during drudges Of omens omitted over one’s own opinions Bricks, broken bones, brine bonkers Love lasts long lest laden, lavish lies Haggard, hindered hearts’ hurting Nattering nouns; nine nuances Papery production paradigm.
Painting credit: Norman Rockwell, “Behind the Newspaper”
As life formation began in space, with theory of relativity to put it all in place From Mercury to Neptune, in opposite ways Running circles in an endless race As each has a separate phase Of various states, weights, and rates More like siblings, relatives, and mates Grounded by the holy Sun’s grace; With a Moon celebrating Earth’s face Inspiring the night as it sings and plays To evoke the essence of all Earth’s waves Like emotions, weathers, nights and days The family of space recites all fates abiding to the law of time and dates As space history to time relates In the Milky Way of our Earth’s case
Poetry by Farah A.Y
I will share my belief on what a space family is:
Since the Sun of our Solar system is the source of life, the igniter, the stabilizing force of life. in other words, the father of our solar system, it is the light that we are in constant need of reaching, and achieving throughout our life’s endeavors. This has been the case since ancient philosophies and civilizations; stating that the Sun is the source of life, a Devine power—a deity.
Earth is not a lonely planet. Earth has siblings, and relatives. There is a whole history (tree) of planetary family in the vast space.
The moon is equivalent to the mother figure. A source of inspiration, that stirs up the essence of life’s waves, causing change, birth and rebirth. The moon is the mother of our earth; she watches over the earth at night, and she controls the Earth’s cries through its influence on sea and ocean tides.
The other planets surrounding the Earth are important in keeping each other in balance. As siblings proving support for one another.
The story of our Universe is the story of our lives. We are only replicating the stories decoded in our genes out into our visible world . We are designed to do it in that sense. Besides the Darwinian Theory, which adds to making us social beings.
Such love was rushed as whirlwind on watermill Then time’s elapse set it down at dawn What use does it make to unwoven our twill When love’s measure is in lopsided thrall However insurmountable it is in this wily revelry Though still a love’s birth spree And there goes a lesson for a thing to own That in felicity we may be free