Left in the dark, this dimming
globe, shelled violently,
with this expelled lump
hovering close. The lost lover.
Time mollifies the red anger,
before the Gods discover
the blue pearl, diving in
for a swim, resting their lazy bones.
Their dirt and flakes of skin sink
into the black smokers, a trigger,
the catalyst, a movement, the awakening.
Yet, evanescent as Gods are…
But there slowly, unseen brew Natura
with its essential qualities, its disposition
irrevocably innate “; a literal birth,
while the winds and rain drew the mountains.
While the sun was welcomed in shallow waters
While cells merged and moved and crawled
While land turn green, slowly mists fed it
While colorful invitations drew insects
While the hunters laid lazily in the tall grass
While the splash of the ocean ground the rocks
While fish schooled and deer lashed
While men awoke with questions, in awe
While the stars burned, died and stole all the light
While all that happened, the Gods looked back
and in amazement smiled at what their bath had drawn:
the most fragile dot emerged in endlessness.
© Casteleijn MG. 2020
The image is the famous Pale Blue Dot photograph of planet Earth taken on February 14, 1990, by the Voyager 1 space probe from a record distance of about 6 billion kilometers.
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