Happy Earth Day! Keep the faith.
In the beginning…
not really the beginning,
but a beginning almost comprehensible,
a malleable mass twirling on the blowers pipe,
Earth was cast from Heaven, thrown down
spinning from the warmth of all she knew
to cold and darkness thick with the roar
of her passing and smells of her burning.
She flew from birth light
growing dimmer
and colder to a sadness unfathomable.
Could she weep for herself? Surely.
Of all the lights distant but bright
In their congruity, none tuned to watch
Or cast a glance toward her hurling fate.
Did she moan as she was flung
To her perceived oblivion? Surely.
Yes, we could have heard her cries
And her gaseous guts rumbling,
Crying for a savior for herself
And for all that could be…crying
For a hot, brilliant hand to capture her
And roll her around in his golden palm.
Belated Words 
So great to see this again – it’s perfect. I just love it, Leo.
Hope you are keeping well. 🙂
So good to hear from you. I hope you are enjoying your job and kids! Let me know if you have something new I could read. Leo
This is beautifully written, with powerful imagery
Thank you, so much, for visiting and your lovely comments. Leo
This is wonderful!
“A malleable mass twirled on the blowers pipe”
That is a brilliant image, especially in this context.
Probably my favorite line also, Thanks. Leo
Reblogged this on Susan Daniels Poetry and commented:
Guys–you need to read Leo.
Thank you so much, Susan; I’m overwhelmed.
I so totally love this!
here is one reason why:
http://susandanielseden.wordpress.com/2012/05/04/the-birth-of-the-moon/
Oh, my. Leo–I love this. I have a love of astronomical/physical poetry; both reading and writing it, and THIS is wonderful!
This is absolutely beautiful!
Thank you, Laurie. You have made my day!