Thursday, December 16, 2010

Sonnet I


The Whispering Stars

The whisp’ring stars in empty inky black,
Their secrets shadowed orbits, dust and winds,
Complex geometry, insomniac,
Sing silence the void comprehends.

A complex hydrocarbon molecule
Will meet with pre-biotic mass and cling
A thousand, million, in tides of cosmic jewel
Void, solo, duo, choir, orchestral sings.

When numbers swim in zeroes far too great
For conscious minds to eat and swallow whole,
All things then become possible! Create!
From Space and deep of time can sing a soul.

In tiny steps, how meaningless, how odd
Evolves the Universe from Nil to God