Filament

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Wheeling galaxies
suspended in fine motion
pinned to a backlight

of faint mystery
far away glitter for fools
or God's handiwork

too many questions
like stars that show then vanish 
beneath horizons

envisioned in dreams
filaments of space repeat
as neural pathways

tributaries of
experience measured by
light years of distance

no one can transverse
not yet at least the vast dark
expanse of universe

that bars our knowledge
of each other too far off
doomed as strangers

beyond mapping out
fantasies of zodiacs
heros and villains

across the heavens
battles of good and evil
rage on as we sleep

all forgotten when
we rise as a final star
blends into daylight

the cosmos hidden
behind a busy day's light 
of chores and commerce

but everpresent
in every passing moment
the galaxy calls

out with gravity's
insistent pull over all
bending the doubtful

persuading the stars
to form their clusters as
cerebral branches

of networks with lights
in chains of overlapping
influence as if we

cannot ever see
from the tallest limbs above
the mind's canopy

wheeling galaxies
suspended in fine motion
imagine a path

of cyclical clues
tracked down by brave souls
determined to know

the Creator's eye
hidden from all in plain view
thru seas of lost sky.






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