(n.) rare love and obsession with planets, stars, and outer space
Transport me to the cosmos,
Past the moon and the known planets
To the wonder of the galaxies that lay
Beyond our Milky Way.
Oh, to be free of the bonds of gravity,
The smallness of life that boxes me in
And the harsh realities that wound my soul.
The images of space call to me,
With their majesty and glory.
Who, in their infinite wisdom, could create
A paradise of newly forming stars,
Emitting bright red gases 1,300 light years from earth.
These offspring are only 100,000 years old,
Mere youths in the universe that sprang to life 13.8 million years ago.
As I gaze upon these photographs sent back from deep space,
I’m filled with hope and wonder.
That I’ve been placed on this planet, to shine brightly,
To feel the pain when my worlds collide, morphing me
Into a unique being, with remnants of the star I was.
Ever changing, growing, searching for
My new dwelling place in the world.
Beautiful Bittersweet Life Poems 