The thoughts within me burning bright
It's then I question what I see
And wonder how I came to be
Where I came from where I go
These are things I want to know
I look for hints a subtle clue
To tell me what I'm here to do
Then a flash lights up my mind
And nothings left for me to find
And for a moment all is clear
With nothing left for me to fear
Whoever loves both poetry and astronomy is one of the chosen few by gods to see his own existence with interstellar eyes!
ReplyDeleteAnother beautiful poem, Simon :) Thank you for posting!
ReplyDeleteLovely comments thankyou
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. You have a great skill.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. You have a great skill.
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