Imagine a garden of cosmic sights
gargantuan in its scope,
a fertile field of celestial delights,
to carry on with the trope.
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Fascinating poem on a fascinating anomaly, I love the metaphysical metaphors In this brilliant work, absolutely adore the change of pace with the sudden questions...bud how will this garden get the supernal get the dampening that it needs. What kind of colossal watering jet can drizzle on cosmic seeds? ! ! Brilliant! ! ! I will have to read this again and again, one of your best!
I truly appreciate your wonderful words! As a constant reader of my poems I’m exceedingly pleased that you find this ‘one of my best’, which shows me that I haven’t lost my touch! Thank you so much for your enthusiastic response!
Lovely. We are not alone ma'am. Nature abhors a vacuum. What we lack is tech fast enough to take light tears into the cosmos. In the vastness of the universe to think we are the only ones is myopic. That is why we need to focus on science. The politics of religion slows us down
I agree that we are in all probability not alone in the universe and my poem did not imply that. I also think we should focus on science in these matters. But I also feel that we need to examine our priorities. As to another habitable place for humans in the universe, we have not found one. And it is crucial for us value, preserve, and protect our marvelous Earth!
You've painted a carpet of celestial images (in poetic form) that engulfs the reader in a sparkling world of imagination. Great job and thanks for sharing. : -)
Your eloquent comment is practically a poem in itself. Thank you so much for reading it and responding!