…so intricate in design

From the beginning we have gazed up at the sky
to the lure of the vast unknown
to the far depths beyond the world we know
there is no way to know the secrets
a million years and the universe gives up nothing
we feel alone beneath this glorious canopy
the notion of time itself escapes us
there is an acceptance of emptiness
the wordless eloquence of a night filled with stars
vibrates within the hearts of all around
shakes down the liquid sparks
scatters them into the deep voids of space
exploded into a symphony of colour and beauty
the world is liquid, changing shape
tumbling through empty darkness
falling, falling onto the fabric of time itself
and the stars, such delicate crystals
weaving endless connections
so intricate in design, such perfection
the tears of men, lost to the ethers of the sky
still hanging overhead in time’s suspense
in infinite space, spilled downwards from heaven
yet all the diamonds shed
at once disperse towards an endless sea
where finally they become as one
© Ann Bagnall