The Nature Above Us
Vast with bravura colour within the dark,
Spread across the skies in a spherical arc.
Filled of wondrous planets and stars,
Where distant galaxies gash through the sky like scars.
Lingering lights and suns traveling ceaseless and cavernous,
Pulsars and black holes consuming all, starving and ravenous.
Endless inky black dome up high,
Meteor showers as if the universe does cry.
Like our DNA, it lies in the sky, spiraling in a twining slope,
Time and space interlock twisting in a braid of rope.
They dovetail and collaborate together,
This is our sky, the universe's skin or leather.
It all fits into that dome above us in the small visible sky,
Knowing all that lingers colossal, way up high.
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