August 16, 2015
Constellation
Did you see that constellation?
The one full of anticipation,
with a cold-hearted sensation?
So far from the soaked city,
eyes of fear, of pity,
unclear of what to be?
The exploding balls of light
hesitated before taking flight
into the darkless night
of reality.
They flew in and out of focus
before they really knew us,
and learned the meaning of trust.
They flowed through space-time,
through every rhyme,
their movements all but bells and chimes.
Their acceleration started dropping
before it could start cropping
up and only then it was stopping
on a dime.
Did you see that constellation?
The one praying for your cooperation,
melting in its own anticipation?