Whether the storm

Alone in the frigid cold, the stars her only guide, while consternation constellations in every direction, threaten to hasten the end Whether the storm of tempests rage against the sky, the shifting plates fault the land, the rising oceans swallow the continents piece by piece Or while ravaged by the fire from an untamed sun,Continue reading “Whether the storm”

Rock and a star place

Constantly pulled into one direction, confined to a pale blue dot, rotating madness beneath twinkling, watchful eyes; forced into submission amongst the beauty and the beasts, a natural penitentiary of providence protecting the universe from undesirable conquest, torturing by temptation with the escape beyond reach; caught between a rock and a star place, ever resignedContinue reading “Rock and a star place”