Hydrogen Birthday Balloon
Let’s do a different thing this solar day–
instead of majesty or void let’s find
sweet humor in these galaxies at play:
though years apart, they manage yet to bind
each other in a web of gravity,
expanding from a raucous birthday start,
ballooning through dark ether, family;
if start they had, then Time must have a heart.
So all this festive age they carol on
in songs of hydrogen’s light harmony,
alluring spectra flashing dusk and dawn
in colors carbon humans cannot see.
So listen close to giggles of the night
from swirling stars in choirs of high delight.
Let’s do a different thing this solar day–
instead of majesty or void let’s find
sweet humor in these galaxies at play:
though years apart, they manage yet to bind
each other in a web of gravity,
expanding from a raucous birthday start,
ballooning through dark ether, family;
if start they had, then Time must have a heart.
So all this festive age they carol on
in songs of hydrogen’s light harmony,
alluring spectra flashing dusk and dawn
in colors carbon humans cannot see.
So listen close to giggles of the night
from swirling stars in choirs of high delight.
Non-practicing atheist