23 May 2014

Our Star

Hydrogen to Helium
that is all
in a big and brilliant ball 
Simple, bright
our heat
our light
all that stops the endless night


Ever-changing
a different sun
than what was there
when I was young 
Going, going, going
gone
Coming, coming
the end of dawn

4 comments:

susan said...

I love it when you wax philosophical. Then again, when do you not?

Andrew MacLaren-Scott said...

Why thank-you Susan. Most of my waxing occurs on the "Words" blog now, and in the books.

CherryPie said...

I love that imperfect sphere of light.

Andrew MacLaren-Scott said...

The only perfect spheres are in the abstract world of ideas, after all