if the moon were to speak
would it not be humbling…
all our howling
rebounding…
Out of the primordial storm into the postmodern light, some romance the moon with loving eyes and inquisitive feet… but not my Starship Asterisk friend, Ann…🥰 She is MEH with the moon and lives for the color of the stars. The rest of us moonstruck folks “collectively” know a little something of what it feels like to leave footprints on the moon.
Someday we may know something of what it’s like to fly among distant stars and still be back home in time for supper. Orin, a good web friend of mine did it with a wheelbarrow. I did it with a “Jimmy Jet” and my bottom bunk bed. Now I’m doing it with a website.
Maybe you’ve imagined extrasolarsystem adventure sometime in your life!
Physics and our technology currently tell us that travel to a distant star is humanly next to impossible. But humans are stubborn. Some of us believe that we will eventually transverse the mind boggling distances of outer space to other star systems. I believe it’s in our DNA.
We’ve been enamored by the heavens since day one.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.” Psalms 19:1-(3.5) NIV
I believe when the time is right, God’s gonna show us the way to the heavens. Maybe it’s gonna be AFTER we reach Heaven. Maybe God already showed us through a special person.
life’s flame burns like fusion
propagating emotion like starlit nebulae
who can hide from its beckoning
to the stars
onward outward
ever reaching…
for love’s reward
