“Beginnings” said the
Earth, Casually rolling
on her side, holding
invisible hand

“Jupiter, why yes,
bigger and brighter
and whiter tonight.”
A musician looked up
to the stars, smiled

“Beginnings” said the
Earth, tilting upwards, sending
her waters forward

“An Opposition,
So close I can touch her moons.
Calming at long last”

We sink stones into the ocean
And unfold ourselves on the planet
Bathing in starlight and eating flowers
Nothing but love can reach our mouths
And nothing but the sky will fill our eyes
Burning as hot as glass, the slow planet
And her mysticism are self preserved.