This epic poem is a work in progress and uses ancient goddesses and gods, as human imaginings and celestial bodies personified to represent family and individual roles. It could be considered a modern interpretation of the development of these roles. As it is explained it is not a complete work, I explore the development and awakening of the minds of the characters to equality, love, and acceptance in an imperfect existence uniting the various interpretations into one dynamic and vastly complicated whole persona of soul. The imperfect rhythm and rhyme will be a goal to perfect an A, B, C, A, B, C sequence. I may allow changes in sequence. This is to be determined. Some storyline holes need also to be corrected with smoother transitions.

1: The stars contemplate their glory

Who amongst us, before Ouranus, father heaven, dies,

in the birthplace of stars, the nebula, short of supernova?

Who has created within their stellar system a paradise

from mere terrestrial, to be proven divine,

not in death reborn, but born a superior nova?

Look upon us celestial bodies!

You cold and barren rocks of ice,

meteoroids, asteroids, and every comet.

Nothing more than space oddities,

but planets by our flame made into paradise

if we choose to unfreeze and life beget.

Of adoration, are we not found worthy?                    

So say us, the cosmos, YES!

Yet who, short of interplanetary dust, is to be proclaimed

a star, celebrated, divine in glory?

For fear, blinded by our light, we guess,

we contemplate in debate, who is greater named?

2: The North Star questions the skies

If we seek to determine our superiority

from amongst the cosmos lights

lest we fortify a delusion of a lesser star,

who amongst us lacks the self-absorptivity

to claim veneration rights?

Is one less worthy as a pulsar, or more as a quasar?

Consider the Centaur, Chiron, asteroid, or comet?

Tail bright and always flying,

it is shining like a silver bird.

Consider Luna Moon, no luminosity on it

yet to be like a star, pining,

to reflect Helios Sun’s magnitude.

Consider the All-Mother Earth,

Tellus Mater, yet a child by the relations

of the known universe, relations we interweave.

By her, the starry heaven was given birth

in dreams of mortal man and by what is relative.

The minds of poets, who are we to conceive?

Out of chaos, dark energy comes together

in life and death, perpetually reborn, life eternal.

Love is born then light, out of the night, Nyx and Erebus

and if love is as life is, reborn and forever

let us seek to guide us the meek, the minor orbital

to decide, who is worthy of adoration, us.

We like Ouroboros, and the Milky Way, but are too often

Self-appointed, the heart of the universe, center stage.

Let us reside in the heavens, and seek in our quest,

those souls who dwell next to us, less than common,

humble, and modest within the sphere of influence to engage.

They begin anew before they end and judge us best.

Let the mortal minds categorize,

and bind us in units together.

For in relation one to another

If we find love we might outlive the skies

In the adoration of a lover

Let all be bound, as the father, child, and mother.

3: The Sun converses with the skies

Look upon my solar system whose heat and light I create.

Nine, plus or minus, revolve around me.

their life is by my solar nebula, self-sacrifice.

Even the moons numbering more than one hundred and fifty-eight

are gravitationally bound to me.

Of my celestial objects, I’ll seek advice.

By creations influence, I have been endowed

to bend to my will, asteroids, meteoroids, planetoids too,

comets, giant planets, and even interplanetary dust,

even a light year away from the Opik-Oort cloud

where they say that comets come to me new,

even as far as the Kuiper belt my power is thrust.

From amongst them, I’ll find a matchmaker

for my charismatic magnetism,

a force of orbital motion, my gravity!

I am a supernova, a fusion maker!

In my fascinating fascism,

the animate Earth shall choose a match for me.

4: The Earth speaks to the Sun

I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,

The everlasting foundation, consider me

to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love

To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth

and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean and sea

and Aer that is mortal breath above.

Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.

Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.

Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire

to rule all of heaven in its motion.

You, Helios Sun, greater than the failed star, Jupiter, placed high.

Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.

Consider me, I am earth.

by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.

Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.

Consider me, and in me find worth

For by Jehovah all matter in the universe unfolds.

In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.

Consider me, your light reflects in my sky

with a fever of desire.

Pluto is dark and tells a dead story.

Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly

admired as my passion’s fire.

I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category

Like your gaseous flares,

my volcanic flames leap up to meet you

and like your solar wind,

if comparison dares,

my breezes carry praises to greet you.

Let these continue without end.

Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea

I am wilder and more free.

Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.

I have faith in myself to be

of your affection, worthy.

Even beyond Mars, consider me.

With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil

and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,

With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky

I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil

for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free

and all life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.

Is this not what any soul would ask of me,

to declare to their devotion and my love?

Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.

I choose you poetically as a match for me

of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,

I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.

5: The Sun scolds the Earth

Of poetic myth are your wearisome words, ignorant Earth!

Third rock, easily by me made lifeless, silence your declaration.

These characters, primordial, are of you in fraction,

imaginings of a human heart, and are of diminutive worth.

Titans, Olympians, names undeserving of my station

given by particles of living clay and contemptible in action.

Yes, the characters of your world are of slender appeal.

What can your wind, earth, water, or fire

Give it to me as a token?

Only Jehovah knows the truth so what is real?

That for my attention you would aspire,

Or else these bonds of life be broken

You would have the stars speak of your element

Through the mortal minds of a dreamer

But my flames can mean life or solar wind demise

So, seek you, my contentment

And forgo the poetic schemer.

Lest your creation I despise.

You by God are of my making, compared, your fire an ember

Your ocean, in my solar sea, a trickle

your soil, compared to the mass’ I manage, merely dust.

You, quickly perishing, leave little to remember

with a spirit rebellious and a soul that is fickle

what is love if for your life I do not lust?

You give your mythic trifles to me as a token

that you and your mortal minds would aspire

for others, and not just my attention.

All your flowing words are selfishly spoken

for I see in your heart your true desire

of your glory in the lyric to mention.

Seek not your contentment in fame and adoration, but mine!

Nor seek to steal my fire. Yes, my solar flames can mean life

or like mars, Venus and Mercury, to death they can burn you.

As Venus, façade, morning and evening star, a barren rock left behind.

As Mercury, in myth a thief, and Mars in war and strife,

None of these give life. Such is what illusion will earn you!

Now find for me more suitable a love

worthy in stature to adore me.

Neither lesser nor greater for the respect I demand!

Find me one from the celestial bodies above

but not one likely to bore me!

Now fear if you fail and heed my command!

6: The Earth inquiries, to the free-flying skies

Who amongst the constellations

might pause for me and listen

as I call out across this void.

Have sympathy for my consternation.

Even you, the falling stars that glisten,

Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!

You of the free-flying skies,

you, the nymphs of the heavens above,

become one with this ruddy light

and save me from the demise

by accepting Helios Sun’s love.

Join Apollo Sol this night.

Consider this, silver birds,

To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.

Such is mine to give for eternity.

Now consider my words

and receive equal fame.

To be one with the Sun is your destiny.

The Sun’s stardom proclaim

Farther than the Milky Way

Won’t you do this for me?

Bound to the Sun remain,

Shining in the night, saving my day

by taking this burden from me.

7: The comets decline the Earth’s invitation

As spirited maidens of the skies,

we are made to fly free thus

untouched by the scorching hand of a union.

To agree to such gravitation is unwise.

We would be sure to lose part or all of us.

Our ruin is not worth such communion.

The Sun seeks, its stardom

beyond the asteroid belts to be proclaimed

from here to there in a milky way.

We do not seek martyrdom

or to be depleted and maimed

so we are heading the other way.

From the Kuiper belt amongst the stars

to the Oort cloud, we travel together as one

Far and wide beyond the Milky Way

and by the creator, greater stars

We see there than your Sun.

On a single star’s side, we cannot stay.

As silver birds, we travel together

In and out amongst the stars

Near and far and wide

As free fliers, we are happy forever

Amongst pulsars and quasars

But never by their stay.

We slide down the rainbow

of planetary rings

our voyages afar are the envy of all.

with our tail aglow

and fire for wings

We are too far gone, to answer your call.

8: The North Star gives council to the Earth

If you seek to resolve

the arrogance of the cosmos

by appeasing the conceit of a single reign

then your solar family will revolve

In a system of pathos

Not even one left sane.

For a star that imprisons a soul

by manipulation

is unworthy of regard.

The Sun seeks to control

only to raise its’ station

and then discard.

Be wary if you care

and if you do not, be wary still,

in the relationships, you interlace

by the lives you pair,

for only God’s will and not our will,

can interweave the very fabric of space.

What are we to devise who is qualified to become one.

If you value others with respect

seek one ardent, for if love is vain is life only self-important?

You must find a body to look after this Sun

that this star, self-superior, might be kept in check

to make your solar system content.

9: The Earth offers a thought to the Sun

I am sure there are other stars such as you

to replenish this barren world.

Don’t find me too plain-spoken,

for I am content in my orbit around you.

More so I speak for fear of the darkness lest I be hurled.

So I offer you this token.

The North Star speaks in words of good sense

and shines the brightest in my night

Consider this noble luminary

to guide life’s direction through the universe immense.

To compliment your light

and make my night less solitary.

The North Star leads with wisdom and insight

all those not clouded by an arrogant mind

if they but look up with open eyes.

Who better to guide you in your night

then this one whose heart is kind

And for me, a comfort, so be advised.

For this Guiding Star shines with affection

when in shadows your light leaves me.

On my darkest night, I am not lost.

Even mortal love finds romantic connection,

shown the way on land and sea,

that none be star-crossed.

10: The Sun scoffs

Let the North Star glow and let it fade.

While you below alight with my shine.

I am most worthy to be adored.

My rays a flow of golden cascade

and all know this light to be mine.

Yet you bring me discord!

Although I delight in the love of par,

you suggest I shine only in the day.

By hours of darkness am I to compete for affection?

By what right does this North Star

draw the night and show lovers the way?

Put aside your thoughtless contemplation!

If darkness were to surround you

to make miserable your mirth!

Would you then understand?

To find for me, I have bound you,

one short of my worth

yet worthy of my hand.

11: The Earth pleads to the constellations

Oh, cry for me, heavens gatherings!

For your design is the awe of mortal dreams

and this quandary is a quagmire I cannot leave.

Why bother in this matter of things?

If I perish so will you, corporeal esteem.

What are your myths to entertain children believe?

No adoration do I seek

but sympathy for this omen!

Is there not one of the eighty-eight

named by the Sumerian, Chaldean, or Greek,

Babylonian, Egyptian, or Roman,

to take on this task and save my fate?

Save me from the wrath of the Sun!

I implore lest all on Earth ignore you!

From this quest set me free!

To rescue is there not one?

Any in this great circle will do.

Will not one arrangement answer me?

12: Orion feels pity for the Earth

What can I do to comfort you, plaintive one?

I too have been scorned in love

and blinded by hate.

Then given sight by the eastern rays of the rising Sun

yet by a Love to die and be placed above.

Take heart, your deliverance I can imitate!

Now, what can you do for me

if I can do this for you?

Proclaim me, lest you lament,

The great hunter of all you see.

For the task you ask is not easy to do

to make a discontented star content.

The Sun is bright but only in your skies.

To find one to love such unhappily…

As I loved Merope,

they must be a believer in lies,

just as Artemis loved me.

my love is now vengeance for ardors hope.

I will shoot and cause to swoon,

With arrow and bow

I shall take from mischievous Eros

Revenge on the Moon!

Selene, sorrow will know!

So apt with the arrows!

By my aim, I will not falter

To bond these twins, an unnatural mate.

The Sun’s heart by the moon

will be placed on an alter

when this satellite I permeate.

Then on Earth, I shall boon.

13: The Earth contracts with Orion

Now! End this exhaustion, this burden that I carry

Join this one with the Sun and I’ll keep my word.

Let your arrow fly to find the immortal naive

with whom to this curse we will marry

and I will make you a legend of this world

a handsome giant, mighty hunter, strong and brave.

On charts, your name will be displayed.

The Sun will be confined within this celestial sphere

and in sight of me for my life remain.

By this union, an ecliptic path shall be laid

and followed year by year

To be kept in check and myself sane.

14: The Moon speaks from out of the Skies

What is this pain in my chest?

I feel as I have never felt before.

Has my face been shaken by an asteroid?

Emotions come forth that did not exist.

Love explodes from this hole in my core!

My surface is stirring, filling the void.

I see a star in my eye tonight.

Till it is mine there will be no rest.

To reflect, my heart has bidden.

This first star that comes in sight

as I shudder at this pain in my chest

for in me loves dart hit and is hidden.

It is my brother, the Sun for which I cry.

I seek to share in its astral flight

I long for its golden heart

I must steal it from the sky.

it has nearly torn my soul apart

wrong or right, I will not ask why.

15: The Moon Woos the Sun

Let us shine as we were born, side by side

cutting through the darkness of night

as the Earth alights between you and me.

Our union will be known wide.

Let us be together in the shining daylight

and all shall know our love was meant to be.

If you warm my day

I shall set fire to your night

and we shall shine as one.

Hear what I say

By my side take flight

I give my life to you, Oh Sun!

The North Star may navigate

lovers when your light fails.

With this, my attributes compare.

I guide the ship’s fate

by the Oceans sways and sails.

My soul to you I lay bare.

Consider me, see my moonbeams

As you talk about how you love to shine.

My moonlight also shines to love.

I hold the key to your dreams

and you hold the key to mine.

Let us become one in the sky above.

16: The Sun retorts towards the Moon

How dare you speak of such to me, the Sun?

What matter of match claim you,

to talk to one so high, lowly sister Moon,

When stature you have none?

and nothing to offer me, I blame you

Ha! And you expect me to swoon.

Cast off these dreams, foolish heart

Your fondness is mere fancy.

Greater clumps of dirt I have consumed.

Let loose your schemes of love, depart!

This reflection that you see

Is your fate, Doomed!

What form are you to know me?

I seek one to give me love

that the stars be shown I rule the sky

What greatness can you show me?

for I am the Sun below and above

I own this love let none deny!

17: The Moon beseeches the Sun

With your rainbow as my reflection

and a shadow made of moonlight,

Let me be found convincing.

I shall let you know of my affection

as I go into the night

with you to be romancing.

For my heart, it sings!

I am alive when once I was dead.

By a star, my soul revived.

Oh, such fanciful things

are dancing a halo around my head.

How could this love be contrived?

For you are the Sun

and I am the moon

a mere reflection of your splendor

You are the one

that makes my heart swoon

Love to the receiver, love the sender

18: The stars inquire of the Earth

What are these words we hear

of the Sun and the Moon?

Who but the Sun determined itself great?

For what reason does this satellite care

for the Sun to swoon?

What trick is this of fate?

Are you to be a matchmaker

or shall it be left to chance?

This delusion we fear.

For the Sun was born a taker

and what is left for romance?

Not in the words we hear.

The Moon is no match for the Sun.

Innocence born is taken.

How can this bond abide

the selfish acts of a self-loved one?

This love must be mistaken.

From us, the truth, do not hide!

19: The Earth responds to the Stars.

Orion took from Eros bow and arrow,

playing cupid of the skies.

But it was Dionysus that sealed this doom.

You act of narrow minds.

This act does not despise

for it was Oenopion that blinded the Moon.

Of Artemis, ask the bear, Callisto,

For her silver light is dark,

shining only as a blemished jewel,

a good match for Apollo the jealous minstrel.

Anyone else in shining brings vengeance to embark

for in their youth, one was reckless and the other, cruel.

Let Selene have her time as a luminary.

All of creation is relative to each other.

Mind yourselves, not this romance.

Leave this solar system solitary.

What need do you have to bother

in this convenient happenstance!

20: The Moon Continues its Dialog with the Sun.

Stature I may have little of

Though you are great,

consider me,

greater is my love.

My love why hate?

Consider me.

You and I can share the sky.

For our name,

greater than all stars that we see,

side by side you and I,

should be proclaimed.

If I had my way that is how it would be.

All those on earth will know of our love

and all those in heaven will see.

Consider me.

From all the heavenly bodies above,

our astral arrangement, a prodigy.

Consider me.

However, for our love to grow

It takes the effort of two.

Consider me.

How deep our love could go.

This is my response to you.

Oh! Consider me.

21: The Sun counters and demands:

My flames will reach higher

If I consider you,

to shine on the Earth through the night,

for my passion and desire

this for me you will do,

be reflective of my fiery light.

If your love is true

then your promise keep.

Upon the Earth reflect my flame.

If I consider you

for my love to reap

you must radiate my acclaim.

Yes! Greater than all stars, it is true.

I see you see what all should see in me,

a perpetual nova.

So do what you have said you will do.

If love grows, what will be will be.

And Love me, your Casanova!

22: The North Star intervenes:

Eros! Stop this injustice and make right this wrong!

From Selena’s core remove your dart.

Lest the Sun’s self-important depravity

End the harmony of eternity’s song.

Let free will once more enter the Moon’s heart

And remove your arrow from its inner cavity.

To allow this lie is to give birth

To such self-centered gravity

To cause the Sun to collapse in upon self

In self-appointed celestial worth

Lest the Sun ensnare all matter and energy

as Collapsar and the universe engulf.

23: The Sun Continues towards the Moon:

If your love is true then prove your devotion

Let the North star be put to shame!

In the darkness, upon you, my reflection will shine

And the living waters of Gaia in constant motion

will outweigh the wonders of Polaris’s fame.

To uplift my station

by your mirror of my light.

Your love may be deep

But to gain my consecration

can it reach that height?

This promise, you must keep.

Create for me among the stars a name.

I shall shine in the day

and in the darkness of night

let the North star be shamed!

As you admire from far away,

all shall fathom my might.

24: The Moon doubts:

My love of my heart

you ask too much.

My want of you is to share the sky.

To do your part

needs a loving touch

in love far-flung must we fly.

The night will only keep us apart.

Both light and dark are upon the Earth

my light is my loss reflected

shadowed by my breaking heart.

Your name will be proclaimed in satirical mirth

if I remain neglected.

Where your love fails

My love falls short.

Now I consider you.

Of this love I bewail

and await your retort.

So say what you will do.

25: The Sun begrudgingly yields.

Don’t darken my glory

with your words of slight

the day is mine.

Now you change your story

though you have the night.

Is your heart like cancer benign?

Your whimpering is a matter of greed

but to silence you I concede.

Now be warned if I find your heart untrue

To these words I say, Take heed,

If you do not follow indeed,

A cold wind will blow in your soul right through

and this star will not shine for you.

I’ll visit you some morning

and you can come some afternoon.

For the sake of my glory too

we shall share the sky in your mourning.

But keep the vow you swore to me moon!

So those on earth will see you as I am setting

Just before they close their eyes

and in your dreams, we will be together,

Let this ease your fretting,

and on occasion when I rise

in the changing of the weather.

All will hear the song of your heart

beating your love for me.

Your light will be pale before mine.

When together or apart

Honored by your loyalty

all will know that I am sublime.

26: The Moon pleads for guidance:

Of all the stars in these lonely skies

Is there anyone above?

Will none shine for me?

The Sun, once dear I now despise

Am I to be punished because of love

And in innocence, I believed?

When the nights are cold and dark

When no stars give light to the sky above

I will go on believing

All these thoughts within my heart

My hopes and dreams of finding love

will give me a reason for living.

Yet now my dreams are swept away

By the hardships this star defines

I plead for any light from above

Is there no one to save me from yesterday?

At least tell me of my crimes

that I am found unworthy of love.

27: The North Star gives comfort:

You are not alone in the universe

It is a natural satellite to seek love.

Consider me.

This solar system, though it seems adverse

is just one in the endless heavens above.

Consider me.

Believe in your inner light

And the qualities you own

And not merely what you perceive to reflect.

Look beyond the world’s night

And fear not the unknown,

beyond what the egotistic project.

Not all stars seek to be self-defined.

Of dreams of love be not credulous.

Consider me.

Love is in dreams and of the mind.

Do not let your soul be nebulous.

Consider me.

28: The Earth appeals to the moon:

To make one world

It takes the heavenly bodies of two.

Reconsider the Sun.

The seasons unfurled

Depend upon you

in unity revolving as one.

You make my darkness bright

when the Sun is in your eyes.

Remember your love as it began.

The Sun gives daylight

But alone could make no paradise.

Reconsider the Sun.

The guidance of Polaris

is quickly replaced

by my magnetic pole.

For life will you self-sacrifice

though unequally spaced

let my gratitude fill your empty soul.

29:The Moon considers promise:

It is my longing to see

The rising and setting Sun

that I may respect my vow.

That honor might be with me

when this tapestry of life is done.

It cannot be unraveled now.

I won’t care if this night goes on forever

Polaris you are more than I dared wish for.

But some things are not as they seem.

If only for this moment we are in thought together

For you have healed this hollow in my core

But all I have left to give is a dream.

To proclaim the suns name

To the heavens, I swore

And things cannot be left to chance.

My love, my truth, my blame

I cannot ignore.

Nothing is ever happenstance.

But is not reality born,

out of a dream, this dream of you?

What will this life have in store?

I did not seek the desire to form

this dream to consider you,

so I implore, tempt me no more.

And Mother Earth,

You are the world-given life

by the heavenly bodies above.

In you I find worth

Beyond my strife

So I will give to the Sun my love.

I am grateful for your affection

though I speculate romance,

Could you subsist with another?

this causes perplexing

Yet for your life, I cannot chance

a midnight lover.

Terra Gaia, Tellus, I give

to you my devotions,

Stardust and moonlight.

I love for you to live,

to move your seas and oceans

and live for you to love my light.

30: The moon concedes to the Sun:

I never conceived a few words spoken foolishly

would leave me only with dreams

if it were not for this world between.

I never envisioned how lonely this space could be

with a universe of schemes.

So I will silence my dream.

And the stars will shine in the heavens above

And the Earth will shine below

And all will be cherished by the poet’s mind.

In mortal hearts, I will find love

As I reflect on a star’s rainbow

As well, the months define.

31: The Sun rebukes Veracity:

Dark Rock, your souls are revealed!

Honor you have none.

How dare you speak such!

The motives you’ve concealed

are now seen by everyone.

For reputation, you clutch.

to steal my flame,

to steal my reflection,

to shine as your own,

to make yourself a name.

Enough of this deception!

Your treachery is known.

Your core is cold

Detached and alone

this talk of truth, your reality,

regurgitated lies, though bold.

Your heart is stone!

Your words have no validity.

Your syrupy words, nauseating

Fall like lead.

You have no life of your own

So in mine your permeating

because you are dead.

Yet I hear the earth groan.

So keep your vow

And in darkness fall

Lest the Earth be torn.

It is too late now

It has been heard by all.

If faithless though be warned!

32: The Moon Accedes to the Sun:

Yes I shall keep my vow

And forsake my sanity.

Yet hold onto silent dreams.

With light, there will be a shadow

A reflection of your vanity

despite worldly schemes.

I saw your face

Of sunshine a glow

And fell in love with its fire.

And my disgrace

Is that I did not know

The difference ’tween love and desire.

Although dark,

by night lovers dream of light.

And this shadow which is my being

Will not be torn apart

By wrong or right

to prevent true hearts from seeing.

The hope that shines

in my core

Though cold

Holds light that blinds

Motives pure

And dreams bold.

Yet as surely as you set

And as surely as you rise

I will treat you kind.

For in this I owe you a debt

of desires deception, I am now wise

And if conscience enters your mind

If only to hope

With the dawning day

Love comes back to me

If only this dream in its scope

May someday

Become some other reality

And if a dream

is all I have to show

Now and through eternity

Then I shall dream

And let all on earth know

There is more than this travesty

Yes I am the moon

And in my gravity

Lovers by my light

Shall in passion swoon

To reverie and fantasy

in the moonlit night.

As eternity treads this celestial sea

If your orbit is found loyal

Faithfully a step ahead and behind

You can trust that you will find me

for I am Selena Royal

Of free will and sound mind.

33:  The Mysterious speaks in turn:

A tiny speck of solar dust,

The moon is accused.

Rest in this reality.

Are we not absent of relational lust,

with relative science fused.

I am Planet X.

I am both a letter, number,

And an unknown quantity.

Are we categorized by sex?

Who has the say to encumber

us with a mindless category?

Be at rest Terra Soil,

Many names have you.

You are all these and more.

As a Mother, you toil,

With Father Time, you grew.

But you exist beyond this I assure!

Bright star adored by mortal man

All days are numbered, even yours

You are not the brightest in all of creation

The hand of time is moved by God’s plan

Even the brightest, the black hole obscures

You live only to serve your station.

As you orbit be at rest

All are equal in this solar family tree.

Feeble minds categorize,

To determine who is best

In truth, it is best, to be free.

34:  The Celestial conversation ends:

From a hypothetical existence

comes this final word

And all creation falls silent to reflect.

All are the same in co-existence

No more relational bounds were heard

All are individuals in respect.

Mortal minds love

And mortal mind divide

All are mortal in creation.

Time rules below and above

Beyond time all will at point abide

So ends this declaration.

1: The stars contemplate their glory

Who amongst us, before Ouranus, father heaven, dies,

in the birthplace of stars, the nebula, short of supernova?

Who has created within their stellar system a paradise

from mere terrestrial, to be proven divine,

not in death reborn, but born a superior nova?

Look upon us celestial bodies!

You cold and barren rocks of ice,

meteoroids, asteroids, and every comet.

Nothing more than space oddities,

but planets by our flame made into paradise

if we choose to unfreeze and life beget.

Of adoration, are we not found worthy?                    

So say us, the cosmos, YES!

Yet who, short of interplanetary dust, is to be proclaimed

a star, celebrated, divine in glory?

For fear, blinded by our light, we guess,

we contemplate in debate, who is greater named?

2: The North Star questions the skies

If we seek to determine our superiority

from amongst the cosmos lights

lest we fortify a delusion of a lesser star,

who amongst us lacks the self-absorptivity

to claim veneration rights?

Is one less worthy as a pulsar, or more as a quasar?

Consider the Centaur, Chiron, asteroid, or comet?

Tail bright and always flying,

it is shining like a silver bird.

Consider Luna Moon, no luminosity on it

yet to be like a star, pining,

to reflect Helios Sun’s magnitude.

Consider the All-Mother Earth,

Tellus Mater, yet a child by the relations

of the known universe, relations we interweave.

By her, the starry heaven was given birth

in dreams of mortal man and by what is relative.

The minds of poets, who are we to conceive?

Out of chaos, dark energy comes together

in life and death, perpetually reborn, life eternal.

Love is born then light, out of the night, Nyx and Erebus

and if love is as life is, reborn and forever

let us seek to guide us the meek, the minor orbital

to decide, who is worthy of adoration, us.

We like Ouroboros, and the Milky Way, but are too often

Self-appointed, the heart of the universe, center stage.

Let us reside in the heavens, and seek in our quest,

those souls who dwell next to us, less than common,

humble, and modest within the sphere of influence to engage.

They begin anew before they end and judge us best.

3: The Sun converses with the skies

Look upon my solar system whose heat and light I create.

Nine, plus or minus, revolve around me.

their life is by my solar nebula, self-sacrifice.

Even the moons numbering more than one hundred and fifty-eight

are gravitationally bound to me.

Of my celestial objects, I’ll seek advice.

By creations influence, I have been endowed

to bend to my will, asteroids, meteoroids, planetoids too,

comets, giant planets, and even interplanetary dust,

even a light year away from the Opik-Oort cloud

where they say that comets come to me new,

even as far as the Kuiper belt my power is thrust.

From amongst them, I’ll find a matchmaker

for my charismatic magnetism,

a force of orbital motion, my gravity!

I am a supernova, a fusion maker!

In my fascinating fascism,

the animate Earth shall choose a match for me.

4: The Earth speaks to the Sun

I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,

The everlasting foundation, consider me

to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love

To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth

and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean and sea

and Aer that is mortal breath above.

Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.

Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.

Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire

to rule all of heaven in its motion.

You, Helios Sun, greater than the failed star, Jupiter, placed high.

Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.

Consider me, I am earth.

by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.

Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.

Consider me, and in me find worth

For by Jehovah all matter in the universe unfolds.

In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.

Consider me, your light reflects in my sky

with a fever of desire.

Pluto is dark and tells a dead story.

Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly

admired as my passion’s fire.

I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category

Like your gaseous flares,

my volcanic flames leap up to meet you

and like your solar wind,

if comparison dares,

my breezes carry praises to greet you.

Let these continue without end.

Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea

I am wilder and more free.

Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.

I have faith in myself to be

of your affection, worthy.

Even beyond Mars, consider me.

With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil

and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,

With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky

I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil

for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free

and all life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.

Is this not what any soul would ask of me,

to declare to their devotion and my love?

Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.

I choose you poetically as a match for me

of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,

I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.

5: The Sun scolds the Earth

Of poetic myth are your wearisome words, ignorant Earth!

Third rock, easily by me made lifeless, silence your declaration.

These characters, primordial, are of you in fraction,

imaginings of a human heart, and are of diminutive worth.

Titans, Olympians, names undeserving of my station

given by particles of living clay and contemptible in action.

Yes, the characters of your world are of slender appeal.

What can your wind, earth, water, or fire

Give it to me as a token?

Only Jehovah knows the truth so what is real?

That for my attention you would aspire,

Or else these bonds of life be broken

You would have the stars speak of your element

Through the mortal minds of a dreamer

But my flames can mean life or solar wind demise

So, seek you, my contentment

And forgo the poetic schemer.

Lest your creation I despise.

You by God are of my making, compared, your fire an ember

Your ocean, in my solar sea, a trickle

your soil, compared to the mass’ I manage, merely dust.

You, quickly perishing, leave little to remember

with a spirit rebellious and a soul that is fickle

what is love if for your life I do not lust?

You give your mythic trifles to me as a token

that you and your mortal minds would aspire

for others, and not just my attention.

All your flowing words are selfishly spoken

for I see in your heart your true desire

of your glory in the lyric to mention.

Seek not your contentment in fame and adoration, but mine!

Nor seek to steal my fire. Yes, my solar flames can mean life

or like mars, Venus and Mercury, to death they can burn you.

As Venus, façade, morning and evening star, a barren rock left behind.

As Mercury, in myth a thief, and Mars in war and strife,

None of these give life. Such is what illusion will earn you!

Now find for me more suitable a love

worthy in stature to adore me.

Neither lesser nor greater for the respect I demand!

Find me one from the celestial bodies above

but not one likely to bore me!

Now fear if you fail and heed my command!

6: The Earth inquiries, to the free-flying skies

Who amongst the constellations

might pause for me and listen

as I call out across this void.

Have sympathy for my consternation.

Even you, the falling stars that glisten,

Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!

You of the free-flying skies,

you, the nymphs of the heavens above,

become one with this ruddy light

and save me from the demise

by accepting Helios Sun’s love.

Join Apollo Sol this night.

Consider this, silver birds,

To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.

Such is mine to give for eternity.

Now consider my words

and receive equal fame.

To be one with the Sun is your destiny.

The Sun’s stardom proclaim

Farther than the Milky Way

Won’t you do this for me?

Bound to the Sun remain,

Shining in the night, saving my day

by taking this burden from me.

7: The comets decline the Earth’s invitation

As spirited maidens of the skies,

we are made to fly free thus

untouched by the scorching hand of a union.

To agree to such gravitation is unwise.

We would be sure to lose part or all of us.

Our ruin is not worth such communion.

The Sun seeks, its stardom

beyond the asteroid belts to be proclaimed

from here to there in a milky way.

We do not seek martyrdom

or to be depleted and maimed

so we are heading the other way.

From the Kuiper belt amongst the stars

to the Oort cloud, we travel together as one

Far and wide beyond the Milky Way

and by the creator, greater stars

We see there than your Sun.

On a single star’s side, we cannot stay.

As silver birds, we travel together

In and out amongst the stars

Near and far and wide

As free fliers, we are happy forever

Amongst pulsars and quasars

But never by their stay.

We slide down the rainbow

of planetary rings

our voyages afar are the envy of all.

with our tail aglow

and fire for wings

We are too far gone, to answer your call.

8: The North Star gives council to the Earth

If you seek to resolve

the arrogance of the cosmos

by appeasing the conceit of a single reign

then your solar family will revolve

In a system of pathos

Not even one left sane.

For a star that imprisons a soul

by manipulation

is unworthy of regard.

The Sun seeks to control

only to raise its’ station

and then discard.

Be wary if you care

and if you do not, be wary still,

in the relationships, you interlace

by the lives you pair,

for only God’s will and not our will,

can interweave the very fabric of space.

What are we to devise who is qualified to become one.

If you value others with respect

seek one ardent, for if love is vain is life only self-important?

You must find a body to look after this Sun

that this star, self-superior, might be kept in check

to make your solar system content.

9: The Earth offers a thought to the Sun

I am sure there are other stars such as you

to replenish this barren world.

Don’t find me too plain-spoken,

for I am content in my orbit around you.

More so I speak for fear of the darkness lest I be hurled.

So I offer you this token.

The North Star speaks in words of good sense

and shines the brightest in my night

Consider this noble luminary

to guide life’s direction through the universe immense.

To compliment your light

and make my night less solitary.

The North Star leads with wisdom and insight

all those not clouded by an arrogant mind

if they but look up with open eyes.

Who better to guide you in your night

then this one whose heart is kind

And for me, a comfort, so be advised.

For this Guiding Star shines with affection

when in shadows your light leaves me.

On my darkest night, I am not lost.

Even mortal love finds romantic connection,

shown the way on land and sea,

that none be star-crossed.

10: The Sun scoffs

Let the North Star glow and let it fade.

While you below alight with my shine.

I am most worthy to be adored.

My rays a flow of golden cascade

and all know this light to be mine.

Yet you bring me discord!

Although I delight in the love of par,

you suggest I shine only in the day.

By hours of darkness am I to compete for affection?

By what right does this North Star

draw the night and show lovers the way?

Put aside your thoughtless contemplation!

If darkness were to surround you

to make miserable your mirth!

Would you then understand?

To find for me, I have bound you,

one short of my worth

yet worthy of my hand.

11: The Earth pleads to the constellations

Oh, cry for me, heavens gatherings!

For your design is the awe of mortal dreams

and this quandary is a quagmire I cannot leave.

Why bother in this matter of things?

If I perish so will you, corporeal esteem.

What are your myths to entertain children believe?

No adoration do I seek

but sympathy for this omen!

Is there not one of the eighty-eight

named by the Sumerian, Chaldean, or Greek,

Babylonian, Egyptian, or Roman,

to take on this task and save my fate?

Save me from the wrath of the Sun!

I implore lest all on Earth ignore you!

From this quest set me free!

To rescue is there not one?

Any in this great circle will do.

Will not one arrangement answer me?

12: Orion feels pity for the Earth

What can I do to comfort you, plaintive one?

I too have been scorned in love

and blinded by hate.

Then given sight by the eastern rays of the rising Sun

yet by a Love to die and be placed above.

Take heart, your deliverance I can imitate!

Now, what can you do for me

if I can do this for you?

Proclaim me, lest you lament,

The great hunter of all you see.

For the task you ask is not easy to do

to make a discontented star content.

The Sun is bright but only in your skies.

To find one to love such unhappily…

As I loved Merope,

they must be a believer in lies,

just as Artemis loved me.

my love is now vengeance for ardors hope.

I will shoot and cause to swoon,

With arrow and bow

I shall take from mischievous Eros

Revenge on the Moon!

Selene, sorrow will know!

So apt with the arrows!

By my aim, I will not falter

To bond these twins, an unnatural mate.

The Sun’s heart by the moon

will be placed on an alter

when this satellite I permeate.

Then on Earth, I shall boon.

13: The Earth contracts with Orion

Now! End this exhaustion, this burden that I carry

Join this one with the Sun and I’ll keep my word.

Let your arrow fly to find the immortal naive

with whom to this curse we will marry

and I will make you a legend of this world

a handsome giant, mighty hunter, strong and brave.

On charts, your name will be displayed.

The Sun will be confined within this celestial sphere

and in sight of me for my life remain.

By this union, an ecliptic path shall be laid

and followed year by year

To be kept in check and myself sane.

14: The Moon speaks from out of the Skies

What is this pain in my chest?

I feel as I have never felt before.

Has my face been shaken by an asteroid?

Emotions come forth that did not exist.

Love explodes from this hole in my core!

My surface is stirring, filling the void.

I see a star in my eye tonight.

Till it is mine there will be no rest.

To reflect, my heart has bidden.

This first star that comes in sight

as I shudder at this pain in my chest

for in me loves dart hit and is hidden.

It is my brother, the Sun for which I cry.

I seek to share in its astral flight

I long for its golden heart

I must steal it from the sky.

it has nearly torn my soul apart

wrong or right, I will not ask why.

15: The Moon Woos the Sun

Let us shine as we were born, side by side

cutting through the darkness of night

as the Earth alights between you and me.

Our union will be known wide.

Let us be together in the shining daylight

and all shall know our love was meant to be.

If you warm my day

I shall set fire to your night

and we shall shine as one.

Hear what I say

By my side take flight

I give my life to you, Oh Sun!

The North Star may navigate

lovers when your light fails.

With this, my attributes compare.

I guide the ship’s fate

by the Oceans sways and sails.

My soul to you I lay bare.

Consider me, see my moonbeams

As you talk about how you love to shine.

My moonlight also shines to love.

I hold the key to your dreams

and you hold the key to mine.

Let us become one in the sky above.

16: The Sun retorts towards the Moon

How dare you speak of such to me, the Sun?

What matter of match claim you,

to talk to one so high, lowly sister Moon,

When stature you have none?

and nothing to offer me, I blame you

Ha! And you expect me to swoon.

Cast off these dreams, foolish heart

Your fondness is mere fancy.

Greater clumps of dirt I have consumed.

Let loose your schemes of love, depart!

This reflection that you see

Is your fate, Doomed!

What form are you to know me?

I seek one to give me love

that the stars be shown I rule the sky

What greatness can you show me?

for I am the Sun below and above

I own this love let none deny!

17: The Moon beseeches the Sun

With your rainbow as my reflection

and a shadow made of moonlight,

Let me be found convincing.

I shall let you know of my affection

as I go into the night

with you to be romancing.

For my heart, it sings!

I am alive when once I was dead.

By a star, my soul revived.

Oh, such fanciful things

are dancing a halo around my head.

How could this love be contrived?

For you are the Sun

and I am the moon

a mere reflection of your splendor

You are the one

that makes my heart swoon

Love to the receiver, love the sender

18: The stars inquire of the Earth

What are these words we hear

of the Sun and the Moon?

Who but the Sun determined itself great?

For what reason does this satellite care

for the Sun to swoon?

What trick is this of fate?

Are you to be a matchmaker

or shall it be left to chance?

This delusion we fear.

For the Sun was born a taker

and what is left for romance?

Not in the words we hear.

The Moon is no match for the Sun.

Innocence born is taken.

How can this bond abide

the selfish acts of a self-loved one?

This love must be mistaken.

From us, the truth, do not hide!

19: The Earth responds to the Stars.

Orion took from Eros bow and arrow,

playing cupid of the skies.

But it was Dionysus that sealed this doom.

You act of narrow minds.

This act does not despise

for it was Oenopion that blinded the Moon.

Of Artemis, ask the bear, Callisto,

For her silver light is dark,

shining only as a blemished jewel,

a good match for Apollo the jealous minstrel.

Anyone else in shining brings vengeance to embark

for in their youth, one was reckless and the other, cruel.

Let Selene have her time as a luminary.

All of creation is relative to each other.

Mind yourselves, not this romance.

Leave this solar system solitary.

What need do you have to bother

in this convenient happenstance!

20: The Moon Continues its Dialog with the Sun.

Stature I may have little of

Though you are great,

consider me,

greater is my love.

My love why hate?

Consider me.

You and I can share the sky.

For our name,

greater than all stars that we see,

side by side you and I,

should be proclaimed.

If I had my way that is how it would be.

All those on earth will know of our love

and all those in heaven will see.

Consider me.

From all the heavenly bodies above,

our astral arrangement, a prodigy.

Consider me.

However, for our love to grow

It takes the effort of two.

Consider me.

How deep our love could go.

This is my response to you.

Oh! Consider me.

21: The Sun counters and demands:

My flames will reach higher

If I consider you,

to shine on the Earth through the night,

for my passion and desire

this for me you will do,

be reflective of my fiery light.

If your love is true

then your promise keep.

Upon the Earth reflect my flame.

If I consider you

for my love to reap

you must radiate my acclaim.

Yes! Greater than all stars, it is true.

I see you see what all should see in me,

a perpetual nova.

So do what you have said you will do.

If love grows, what will be will be.

And Love me, your Casanova!

22: The North Star intervenes:

Eros! Stop this injustice and make right this wrong!

From Selena’s core remove your dart.

Lest the Sun’s self-important depravity

End the harmony of eternity’s song.

Let free will once more enter the Moon’s heart

And remove your arrow from its inner cavity.

To allow this lie is to give birth

To such self-centered gravity

To cause the Sun to collapse in upon self

In self-appointed celestial worth

Lest the Sun ensnare all matter and energy

as Collapsar and the universe engulf.

23: The Sun Continues towards the Moon:

If your love is true then prove your devotion

Let the North star be put to shame!

In the darkness, upon you, my reflection will shine

And the living waters of Gaia in constant motion

will outweigh the wonders of Polaris’s fame.

To uplift my station

by your mirror of my light.

Your love may be deep

But to gain my consecration

can it reach that height?

This promise, you must keep.

Create for me among the stars a name.

I shall shine in the day

and in the darkness of night

let the North star be shamed!

As you admire from far away,

all shall fathom my might.

24: The Moon doubts:

My love of my heart

you ask too much.

My want of you is to share the sky.

To do your part

needs a loving touch

in love far-flung must we fly.

The night will only keep us apart.

Both light and dark are upon the Earth

my light is my loss reflected

shadowed by my breaking heart.

Your name will be proclaimed in satirical mirth

if I remain neglected.

Where your love fails

My love falls short.

Now I consider you.

Of this love I bewail

and await your retort.

So say what you will do.

25: The Sun begrudgingly yields.

Don’t darken my glory

with your words of slight

the day is mine.

Now you change your story

though you have the night.

Is your heart like cancer benign?

Your whimpering is a matter of greed

but to silence you I concede.

Now be warned if I find your heart untrue

To these words I say, Take heed,

If you do not follow indeed,

A cold wind will blow in your soul right through

and this star will not shine for you.

I’ll visit you some morning

and you can come some afternoon.

For the sake of my glory too

we shall share the sky in your mourning.

But keep the vow you swore to me moon!

So those on earth will see you as I am setting

Just before they close their eyes

and in your dreams, we will be together,

Let this ease your fretting,

and on occasion when I rise

in the changing of the weather.

All will hear the song of your heart

beating your love for me.

Your light will be pale before mine.

When together or apart

Honored by your loyalty

all will know that I am sublime.

26: The Moon pleads for guidance:

Of all the stars in these lonely skies

Is there anyone above?

Will none shine for me?

The Sun, once dear I now despise

Am I to be punished because of love

And in innocence, I believed?

When the nights are cold and dark

When no stars give light to the sky above

I will go on believing

All these thoughts within my heart

My hopes and dreams of finding love

will give me a reason for living.

Yet now my dreams are swept away

By the hardships this star defines

I plead for any light from above

Is there no one to save me from yesterday?

At least tell me of my crimes

that I am found unworthy of love.

27: The North Star gives comfort:

You are not alone in the universe

It is a natural satellite to seek love.

Consider me.

This solar system, though it seems adverse

is just one in the endless heavens above.

Consider me.

Believe in your inner light

And the qualities you own

And not merely what you perceive to reflect.

Look beyond the world’s night

And fear not the unknown,

beyond what the egotistic project.

Not all stars seek to be self-defined.

Of dreams of love be not credulous.

Consider me.

Love is in dreams and of the mind.

Do not let your soul be nebulous.

Consider me.

28: The Earth appeals to the moon:

To make one world

It takes the heavenly bodies of two.

Reconsider the Sun.

The seasons unfurled

Depend upon you

in unity revolving as one.

You make my darkness bright

when the Sun is in your eyes.

Remember your love as it began.

The Sun gives daylight

But alone could make no paradise.

Reconsider the Sun.

The guidance of Polaris

is quickly replaced

by my magnetic pole.

For life will you self-sacrifice

though unequally spaced

let my gratitude fill your empty soul.

29:The Moon considers promise:

It is my longing to see

The rising and setting Sun

that I may respect my vow.

That honor might be with me

when this tapestry of life is done.

It cannot be unraveled now.

I won’t care if this night goes on forever

Polaris you are more than I dared wish for.

But some things are not as they seem.

If only for this moment we are in thought together

For you have healed this hollow in my core

But all I have left to give is a dream.

To proclaim the suns name

To the heavens, I swore

And things cannot be left to chance.

My love, my truth, my blame

I cannot ignore.

Nothing is ever happenstance.

But is not reality born,

out of a dream, this dream of you?

What will this life have in store?

I did not seek the desire to form

this dream to consider you,

so I implore, tempt me no more.

And Mother Earth,

You are the world-given life

by the heavenly bodies above.

In you I find worth

Beyond my strife

So I will give to the Sun my love.

I am grateful for your affection

though I speculate romance,

Could you subsist with another?

this causes perplexing

Yet for your life, I cannot chance

a midnight lover.

Terra Gaia, Tellus, I give

to you my devotions,

Stardust and moonlight.

I love for you to live,

to move your seas and oceans

and live for you to love my light.

30: The moon concedes to the Sun:

I never conceived a few words spoken foolishly

would leave me only with dreams

if it were not for this world between.

I never envisioned how lonely this space could be

with a universe of schemes.

So I will silence my dream.

And the stars will shine in the heavens above

And the Earth will shine below

And all will be cherished by the poet’s mind.

In mortal hearts, I will find love

As I reflect on a star’s rainbow

As well, the months define.

31: The Sun rebukes Veracity:

Dark Rock, your souls are revealed!

Honor you have none.

How dare you speak such!

The motives you’ve concealed

are now seen by everyone.

For reputation, you clutch.

to steal my flame,

to steal my reflection,

to shine as your own,

to make yourself a name.

Enough of this deception!

Your treachery is known.

Your core is cold

Detached and alone

this talk of truth, your reality,

regurgitated lies, though bold.

Your heart is stone!

Your words have no validity.

Your syrupy words, nauseating

Fall like lead.

You have no life of your own

So in mine your permeating

because you are dead.

Yet I hear the earth groan.

So keep your vow

And in darkness fall

Lest the Earth be torn.

It is too late now

It has been heard by all.

If faithless though be warned!

32: The Moon Accedes to the Sun:

Yes I shall keep my vow

And forsake my sanity.

Yet hold onto silent dreams.

With light, there will be a shadow

A reflection of your vanity

despite worldly schemes.

I saw your face

Of sunshine a glow

And fell in love with its fire.

And my disgrace

Is that I did not know

The difference ’tween love and desire.

Although dark,

by night lovers dream of light.

And this shadow which is my being

Will not be torn apart

By wrong or right

to prevent true hearts from seeing.

The hope that shines

in my core

Though cold

Holds light that blinds

Motives pure

And dreams bold.

Yet as surely as you set

And as surely as you rise

I will treat you kind.

For in this I owe you a debt

of desires deception, I am now wise

And if conscience enters your mind

If only to hope

With the dawning day

Love comes back to me

If only this dream in its scope

May someday

Become some other reality

And if a dream

is all I have to show

Now and through eternity

Then I shall dream

And let all on earth know

There is more than this travesty

Yes I am the moon

And in my gravity

Lovers by my light

Shall in passion swoon

To reverie and fantasy

in the moonlit night.

As eternity treads this celestial sea

If your orbit is found loyal

Faithfully a step ahead and behind

You can trust that you will find me

for I am Selena Royal

Of free will and sound mind.

33:  The Mysterious speaks in turn:

A tiny speck of solar dust,

The moon is accused.

Rest in this reality.

Are we not absent of relational lust,

with relative science fused.

I am Planet X.

I am both a letter, number,

And an unknown quantity.

Are we categorized by sex?

Who has the say to encumber

us with a mindless category?

Be at rest Terra Soil,

Many names have you.

You are all these and more.

As a Mother, you toil,

With Father Time, you grew.

But you exist beyond this I assure!

Bright star adored by mortal man

All days are numbered, even yours

You are not the brightest in all of creation

The hand of time is moved by God’s plan

Even the brightest, the black hole obscures

You live only to serve your station.

As you orbit be at rest

All are equal in this solar family tree.

Feeble minds categorize,

To determine who is best

In truth, it is best, to be free.

34:  The Celestial conversation ends:

From a hypothetical existence

comes this final word

And all creation falls silent to reflect.

All are the same in co-existence

No more relational bounds were heard

All are individuals in respect.

Mortal minds love

And mortal mind divide

All are mortal in creation.

Time rules below and above

Beyond time all will at point, abide

So ends this declaration.

Celestial Conversations an epic poem

This epic poem is a work in progress and uses ancient goddesses and gods, as human imaginings and celestial bodies personified to represent family and individual roles. It could be considered a modern interpretation of the development of these roles. As it is explained it is not a complete work, I explore the development and awakening of the minds of the characters to equality, love, and acceptance in an imperfect existence uniting the various interpretations into one dynamic and vastly complicated whole persona of soul. The imperfect rhythm and rhyme will be a goal to perfect an A, B, C, A, B, C sequence. I may allow changes in sequence. This is to be determined. Some storyline holes need also to be corrected with smoother transitions.

1: The stars contemplate their glory

Who amongst us, before Ouranus, father heaven, dies,

in the birthplace of stars, the nebula, short of supernova?

Who has created within their stellar system a paradise

from mere terrestrial, to be proven divine,

not in death reborn, but born a superior nova?

Look upon us celestial bodies!

You cold and barren rocks of ice,

meteoroids, asteroids, and every comet.

Nothing more than space oddities,

but planets by our flame made into paradise

if we choose to unfreeze and life beget.

Of adoration, are we not found worthy?                    

So say us, the cosmos, YES!

Yet who, short of interplanetary dust, is to be proclaimed

a star, celebrated, divine in glory?

For fear, blinded by our light, we guess,

we contemplate in debate, who is greater named?

2: The North Star questions the skies

If we seek to determine our superiority

from amongst the cosmos lights

lest we fortify a delusion of a lesser star,

who amongst us lacks the self-absorptivity

to claim veneration rights?

Is one less worthy as a pulsar, or more as a quasar?

Consider the Centaur, Chiron, asteroid, or comet?

Tail bright and always flying,

it is shining like a silver bird.

Consider Luna Moon, no luminosity on it

yet to be like a star, pining,

to reflect Helios Sun’s magnitude.

Consider the All-Mother Earth,

Tellus Mater, yet a child by the relations

of the known universe, relations we interweave.

By her, the starry heaven was given birth

in dreams of mortal man and by what is relative.

The minds of poets, who are we to conceive?

Out of chaos, dark energy comes together

in life and death, perpetually reborn, life eternal.

Love is born then light, out of the night, Nyx and Erebus

and if love is as life is, reborn and forever

let us seek to guide us the meek, the minor orbital

to decide, who is worthy of adoration, us.

We like Ouroboros, and the Milky Way, but are too often

Self-appointed, the heart of the universe, center stage.

Let us reside in the heavens, and seek in our quest,

those souls who dwell next to us, less than common,

humble, and modest within the sphere of influence to engage.

They begin anew before they end and judge us best.

Let the mortal minds categorize,

and bind us in units together.

For in relation one to another

If we find love we might outlive the skies

In the adoration of a lover

Let all be bound, as the father, child, and mother.

3: The Sun converses with the skies

Look upon my solar system whose heat and light I create.

Nine, plus or minus, revolve around me.

their life is by my solar nebula, self-sacrifice.

Even the moons numbering more than one hundred and fifty-eight

are gravitationally bound to me.

Of my celestial objects, I’ll seek advice.

By creations influence, I have been endowed

to bend to my will, asteroids, meteoroids, planetoids too,

comets, giant planets, and even interplanetary dust,

even a light year away from the Opik-Oort cloud

where they say that comets come to me new,

even as far as the Kuiper belt my power is thrust.

From amongst them, I’ll find a matchmaker

for my charismatic magnetism,

a force of orbital motion, my gravity!

I am a supernova, a fusion maker!

In my fascinating fascism,

the animate Earth shall choose a match for me.

4: The Earth speaks to the Sun

I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,

The everlasting foundation, consider me

to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love

To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth

and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean and sea

and Aer that is mortal breath above.

Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.

Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.

Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire

to rule all of heaven in its motion.

You, Helios Sun, greater than the failed star, Jupiter, placed high.

Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.

Consider me, I am earth.

by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.

Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.

Consider me, and in me find worth

For by Jehovah all matter in the universe unfolds.

In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.

Consider me, your light reflects in my sky

with a fever of desire.

Pluto is dark and tells a dead story.

Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly

admired as my passion’s fire.

I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category

Like your gaseous flares,

my volcanic flames leap up to meet you

and like your solar wind,

if comparison dares,

my breezes carry praises to greet you.

Let these continue without end.

Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea

I am wilder and more free.

Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.

I have faith in myself to be

of your affection, worthy.

Even beyond Mars, consider me.

With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil

and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,

With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky

I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil

for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free

and all life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.

Is this not what any soul would ask of me,

to declare to their devotion and my love?

Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.

I choose you poetically as a match for me

of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,

I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.

5: The Sun scolds the Earth

Of poetic myth are your wearisome words, ignorant Earth!

Third rock, easily by me made lifeless, silence your declaration.

These characters, primordial, are of you in fraction,

imaginings of a human heart, and are of diminutive worth.

Titans, Olympians, names undeserving of my station

given by particles of living clay and contemptible in action.

Yes, the characters of your world are of slender appeal.

What can your wind, earth, water, or fire

Give it to me as a token?

Only Jehovah knows the truth so what is real?

That for my attention you would aspire,

Or else these bonds of life be broken

You would have the stars speak of your element

Through the mortal minds of a dreamer

But my flames can mean life or solar wind demise

So, seek you, my contentment

And forgo the poetic schemer.

Lest your creation I despise.

You by God are of my making, compared, your fire an ember

Your ocean, in my solar sea, a trickle

your soil, compared to the mass’ I manage, merely dust.

You, quickly perishing, leave little to remember

with a spirit rebellious and a soul that is fickle

what is love if for your life I do not lust?

You give your mythic trifles to me as a token

that you and your mortal minds would aspire

for others, and not just my attention.

All your flowing words are selfishly spoken

for I see in your heart your true desire

of your glory in the lyric to mention.

Seek not your contentment in fame and adoration, but mine!

Nor seek to steal my fire. Yes, my solar flames can mean life

or like mars, Venus and Mercury, to death they can burn you.

As Venus, façade, morning and evening star, a barren rock left behind.

As Mercury, in myth a thief, and Mars in war and strife,

None of these give life. Such is what illusion will earn you!

Now find for me more suitable a love

worthy in stature to adore me.

Neither lesser nor greater for the respect I demand!

Find me one from the celestial bodies above

but not one likely to bore me!

Now fear if you fail and heed my command!

6: The Earth inquiries, to the free-flying skies

Who amongst the constellations

might pause for me and listen

as I call out across this void.

Have sympathy for my consternation.

Even you, the falling stars that glisten,

Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!

You of the free-flying skies,

you, the nymphs of the heavens above,

become one with this ruddy light

and save me from the demise

by accepting Helios Sun’s love.

Join Apollo Sol this night.

Consider this, silver birds,

To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.

Such is mine to give for eternity.

Now consider my words

and receive equal fame.

To be one with the Sun is your destiny.

The Sun’s stardom proclaim

Farther than the Milky Way

Won’t you do this for me?

Bound to the Sun remain,

Shining in the night, saving my day

by taking this burden from me.

7: The comets decline the Earth’s invitation

As spirited maidens of the skies,

we are made to fly free thus

untouched by the scorching hand of a union.

To agree to such gravitation is unwise.

We would be sure to lose part or all of us.

Our ruin is not worth such communion.

The Sun seeks, its stardom

beyond the asteroid belts to be proclaimed

from here to there in a milky way.

We do not seek martyrdom

or to be depleted and maimed

so we are heading the other way.

From the Kuiper belt amongst the stars

to the Oort cloud, we travel together as one

Far and wide beyond the Milky Way

and by the creator, greater stars

We see there than your Sun.

On a single star’s side, we cannot stay.

As silver birds, we travel together

In and out amongst the stars

Near and far and wide

As free fliers, we are happy forever

Amongst pulsars and quasars

But never by their stay.

We slide down the rainbow

of planetary rings

our voyages afar are the envy of all.

with our tail aglow

and fire for wings

We are too far gone, to answer your call.

8: The North Star gives council to the Earth

If you seek to resolve

the arrogance of the cosmos

by appeasing the conceit of a single reign

then your solar family will revolve

In a system of pathos

Not even one left sane.

For a star that imprisons a soul

by manipulation

is unworthy of regard.

The Sun seeks to control

only to raise its’ station

and then discard.

Be wary if you care

and if you do not, be wary still,

in the relationships, you interlace

by the lives you pair,

for only God’s will and not our will,

can interweave the very fabric of space.

What are we to devise who is qualified to become one.

If you value others with respect

seek one ardent, for if love is vain is life only self-important?

You must find a body to look after this Sun

that this star, self-superior, might be kept in check

to make your solar system content.

9: The Earth offers a thought to the Sun

I am sure there are other stars such as you

to replenish this barren world.

Don’t find me too plain-spoken,

for I am content in my orbit around you.

More so I speak for fear of the darkness lest I be hurled.

So I offer you this token.

The North Star speaks in words of good sense

and shines the brightest in my night

Consider this noble luminary

to guide life’s direction through the universe immense.

To compliment your light

and make my night less solitary.

The North Star leads with wisdom and insight

all those not clouded by an arrogant mind

if they but look up with open eyes.

Who better to guide you in your night

then this one whose heart is kind

And for me, a comfort, so be advised.

For this Guiding Star shines with affection

when in shadows your light leaves me.

On my darkest night, I am not lost.

Even mortal love finds romantic connection,

shown the way on land and sea,

that none be star-crossed.

10: The Sun scoffs

Let the North Star glow and let it fade.

While you below alight with my shine.

I am most worthy to be adored.

My rays a flow of golden cascade

and all know this light to be mine.

Yet you bring me discord!

Although I delight in the love of par,

you suggest I shine only in the day.

By hours of darkness am I to compete for affection?

By what right does this North Star

draw the night and show lovers the way?

Put aside your thoughtless contemplation!

If darkness were to surround you

to make miserable your mirth!

Would you then understand?

To find for me, I have bound you,

one short of my worth

yet worthy of my hand.

11: The Earth pleads to the constellations

Oh, cry for me, heavens gatherings!

For your design is the awe of mortal dreams

and this quandary is a quagmire I cannot leave.

Why bother in this matter of things?

If I perish so will you, corporeal esteem.

What are your myths to entertain children believe?

No adoration do I seek

but sympathy for this omen!

Is there not one of the eighty-eight

named by the Sumerian, Chaldean, or Greek,

Babylonian, Egyptian, or Roman,

to take on this task and save my fate?

Save me from the wrath of the Sun!

I implore lest all on Earth ignore you!

From this quest set me free!

To rescue is there not one?

Any in this great circle will do.

Will not one arrangement answer me?

12: Orion feels pity for the Earth

What can I do to comfort you, plaintive one?

I too have been scorned in love

and blinded by hate.

Then given sight by the eastern rays of the rising Sun

yet by a Love to die and be placed above.

Take heart, your deliverance I can imitate!

Now, what can you do for me

if I can do this for you?

Proclaim me, lest you lament,

The great hunter of all you see.

For the task you ask is not easy to do

to make a discontented star content.

The Sun is bright but only in your skies.

To find one to love such unhappily…

As I loved Merope,

they must be a believer in lies,

just as Artemis loved me.

my love is now vengeance for ardors hope.

I will shoot and cause to swoon,

With arrow and bow

I shall take from mischievous Eros

Revenge on the Moon!

Selene, sorrow will know!

So apt with the arrows!

By my aim, I will not falter

To bond these twins, an unnatural mate.

The Sun’s heart by the moon

will be placed on an alter

when this satellite I permeate.

Then on Earth, I shall boon.

13: The Earth contracts with Orion

Now! End this exhaustion, this burden that I carry

Join this one with the Sun and I’ll keep my word.

Let your arrow fly to find the immortal naive

with whom to this curse we will marry

and I will make you a legend of this world

a handsome giant, mighty hunter, strong and brave.

On charts, your name will be displayed.

The Sun will be confined within this celestial sphere

and in sight of me for my life remain.

By this union, an ecliptic path shall be laid

and followed year by year

To be kept in check and myself sane.

14: The Moon speaks from out of the Skies

What is this pain in my chest?

I feel as I have never felt before.

Has my face been shaken by an asteroid?

Emotions come forth that did not exist.

Love explodes from this hole in my core!

My surface is stirring, filling the void.

I see a star in my eye tonight.

Till it is mine there will be no rest.

To reflect, my heart has bidden.

This first star that comes in sight

as I shudder at this pain in my chest

for in me loves dart hit and is hidden.

It is my brother, the Sun for which I cry.

I seek to share in its astral flight

I long for its golden heart

I must steal it from the sky.

it has nearly torn my soul apart

wrong or right, I will not ask why.

15: The Moon Woos the Sun

Let us shine as we were born, side by side

cutting through the darkness of night

as the Earth alights between you and me.

Our union will be known wide.

Let us be together in the shining daylight

and all shall know our love was meant to be.

If you warm my day

I shall set fire to your night

and we shall shine as one.

Hear what I say

By my side take flight

I give my life to you, Oh Sun!

The North Star may navigate

lovers when your light fails.

With this, my attributes compare.

I guide the ship’s fate

by the Oceans sways and sails.

My soul to you I lay bare.

Consider me, see my moonbeams

As you talk about how you love to shine.

My moonlight also shines to love.

I hold the key to your dreams

and you hold the key to mine.

Let us become one in the sky above.

16: The Sun retorts towards the Moon

How dare you speak of such to me, the Sun?

What matter of match claim you,

to talk to one so high, lowly sister Moon,

When stature you have none?

and nothing to offer me, I blame you

Ha! And you expect me to swoon.

Cast off these dreams, foolish heart

Your fondness is mere fancy.

Greater clumps of dirt I have consumed.

Let loose your schemes of love, depart!

This reflection that you see

Is your fate, Doomed!

What form are you to know me?

I seek one to give me love

that the stars be shown I rule the sky

What greatness can you show me?

for I am the Sun below and above

I own this love let none deny!

17: The Moon beseeches the Sun

With your rainbow as my reflection

and a shadow made of moonlight,

Let me be found convincing.

I shall let you know of my affection

as I go into the night

with you to be romancing.

For my heart, it sings!

I am alive when once I was dead.

By a star, my soul revived.

Oh, such fanciful things

are dancing a halo around my head.

How could this love be contrived?

For you are the Sun

and I am the moon

a mere reflection of your splendor

You are the one

that makes my heart swoon

Love to the receiver, love the sender

18: The stars inquire of the Earth

What are these words we hear

of the Sun and the Moon?

Who but the Sun determined itself great?

For what reason does this satellite care

for the Sun to swoon?

What trick is this of fate?

Are you to be a matchmaker

or shall it be left to chance?

This delusion we fear.

For the Sun was born a taker

and what is left for romance?

Not in the words we hear.

The Moon is no match for the Sun.

Innocence born is taken.

How can this bond abide

the selfish acts of a self-loved one?

This love must be mistaken.

From us, the truth, do not hide!

19: The Earth responds to the Stars.

Orion took from Eros bow and arrow,

playing cupid of the skies.

But it was Dionysus that sealed this doom.

You act of narrow minds.

This act does not despise

for it was Oenopion that blinded the Moon.

Of Artemis, ask the bear, Callisto,

For her silver light is dark,

shining only as a blemished jewel,

a good match for Apollo the jealous minstrel.

Anyone else in shining brings vengeance to embark

for in their youth, one was reckless and the other, cruel.

Let Selene have her time as a luminary.

All of creation is relative to each other.

Mind yourselves, not this romance.

Leave this solar system solitary.

What need do you have to bother

in this convenient happenstance!

20: The Moon Continues its Dialog with the Sun.

Stature I may have little of

Though you are great,

consider me,

greater is my love.

My love why hate?

Consider me.

You and I can share the sky.

For our name,

greater than all stars that we see,

side by side you and I,

should be proclaimed.

If I had my way that is how it would be.

All those on earth will know of our love

and all those in heaven will see.

Consider me.

From all the heavenly bodies above,

our astral arrangement, a prodigy.

Consider me.

However, for our love to grow

It takes the effort of two.

Consider me.

How deep our love could go.

This is my response to you.

Oh! Consider me.

21: The Sun counters and demands:

My flames will reach higher

If I consider you,

to shine on the Earth through the night,

for my passion and desire

this for me you will do,

be reflective of my fiery light.

If your love is true

then your promise keep.

Upon the Earth reflect my flame.

If I consider you

for my love to reap

you must radiate my acclaim.

Yes! Greater than all stars, it is true.

I see you see what all should see in me,

a perpetual nova.

So do what you have said you will do.

If love grows, what will be will be.

And Love me, your Casanova!

22: The North Star intervenes:

Eros! Stop this injustice and make right this wrong!

From Selena’s core remove your dart.

Lest the Sun’s self-important depravity

End the harmony of eternity’s song.

Let free will once more enter the Moon’s heart

And remove your arrow from its inner cavity.

To allow this lie is to give birth

To such self-centered gravity

To cause the Sun to collapse in upon self

In self-appointed celestial worth

Lest the Sun ensnare all matter and energy

as Collapsar and the universe engulf.

23: The Sun Continues towards the Moon:

If your love is true then prove your devotion

Let the North star be put to shame!

In the darkness, upon you, my reflection will shine

And the living waters of Gaia in constant motion

will outweigh the wonders of Polaris’s fame.

To uplift my station

by your mirror of my light.

Your love may be deep

But to gain my consecration

can it reach that height?

This promise, you must keep.

Create for me among the stars a name.

I shall shine in the day

and in the darkness of night

let the North star be shamed!

As you admire from far away,

all shall fathom my might.

24: The Moon doubts:

My love of my heart

you ask too much.

My want of you is to share the sky.

To do your part

needs a loving touch

in love far-flung must we fly.

The night will only keep us apart.

Both light and dark are upon the Earth

my light is my loss reflected

shadowed by my breaking heart.

Your name will be proclaimed in satirical mirth

if I remain neglected.

Where your love fails

My love falls short.

Now I consider you.

Of this love I bewail

and await your retort.

So say what you will do.

25: The Sun begrudgingly yields.

Don’t darken my glory

with your words of slight

the day is mine.

Now you change your story

though you have the night.

Is your heart like cancer benign?

Your whimpering is a matter of greed

but to silence you I concede.

Now be warned if I find your heart untrue

To these words I say, Take heed,

If you do not follow indeed,

A cold wind will blow in your soul right through

and this star will not shine for you.

I’ll visit you some morning

and you can come some afternoon.

For the sake of my glory too

we shall share the sky in your mourning.

But keep the vow you swore to me moon!

So those on earth will see you as I am setting

Just before they close their eyes

and in your dreams, we will be together,

Let this ease your fretting,

and on occasion when I rise

in the changing of the weather.

All will hear the song of your heart

beating your love for me.

Your light will be pale before mine.

When together or apart

Honored by your loyalty

all will know that I am sublime.

26: The Moon pleads for guidance:

Of all the stars in these lonely skies

Is there anyone above?

Will none shine for me?

The Sun, once dear I now despise

Am I to be punished because of love

And in innocence, I believed?

When the nights are cold and dark

When no stars give light to the sky above

I will go on believing

All these thoughts within my heart

My hopes and dreams of finding love

will give me a reason for living.

Yet now my dreams are swept away

By the hardships this star defines

I plead for any light from above

Is there no one to save me from yesterday?

At least tell me of my crimes

that I am found unworthy of love.

27: The North Star gives comfort:

You are not alone in the universe

It is a natural satellite to seek love.

Consider me.

This solar system, though it seems adverse

is just one in the endless heavens above.

Consider me.

Believe in your inner light

And the qualities you own

And not merely what you perceive to reflect.

Look beyond the world’s night

And fear not the unknown,

beyond what the egotistic project.

Not all stars seek to be self-defined.

Of dreams of love be not credulous.

Consider me.

Love is in dreams and of the mind.

Do not let your soul be nebulous.

Consider me.

28: The Earth appeals to the moon:

To make one world

It takes the heavenly bodies of two.

Reconsider the Sun.

The seasons unfurled

Depend upon you

in unity revolving as one.

You make my darkness bright

when the Sun is in your eyes.

Remember your love as it began.

The Sun gives daylight

But alone could make no paradise.

Reconsider the Sun.

The guidance of Polaris

is quickly replaced

by my magnetic pole.

For life will you self-sacrifice

though unequally spaced

let my gratitude fill your empty soul.

29:The Moon considers promise:

It is my longing to see

The rising and setting Sun

that I may respect my vow.

That honor might be with me

when this tapestry of life is done.

It cannot be unraveled now.

I won’t care if this night goes on forever

Polaris you are more than I dared wish for.

But some things are not as they seem.

If only for this moment we are in thought together

For you have healed this hollow in my core

But all I have left to give is a dream.

To proclaim the suns name

To the heavens, I swore

And things cannot be left to chance.

My love, my truth, my blame

I cannot ignore.

Nothing is ever happenstance.

But is not reality born,

out of a dream, this dream of you?

What will this life have in store?

I did not seek the desire to form

this dream to consider you,

so I implore, tempt me no more.

And Mother Earth,

You are the world-given life

by the heavenly bodies above.

In you I find worth

Beyond my strife

So I will give to the Sun my love.

I am grateful for your affection

though I speculate romance,

Could you subsist with another?

this causes perplexing

Yet for your life, I cannot chance

a midnight lover.

Terra Gaia, Tellus, I give

to you my devotions,

Stardust and moonlight.

I love for you to live,

to move your seas and oceans

and live for you to love my light.

30: The moon concedes to the Sun:

I never conceived a few words spoken foolishly

would leave me only with dreams

if it were not for this world between.

I never envisioned how lonely this space could be

with a universe of schemes.

So I will silence my dream.

And the stars will shine in the heavens above

And the Earth will shine below

And all will be cherished by the poet’s mind.

In mortal hearts, I will find love

As I reflect on a star’s rainbow

As well, the months define.

31: The Sun rebukes Veracity:

Dark Rock, your souls are revealed!

Honor you have none.

How dare you speak such!

The motives you’ve concealed

are now seen by everyone.

For reputation, you clutch.

to steal my flame,

to steal my reflection,

to shine as your own,

to make yourself a name.

Enough of this deception!

Your treachery is known.

Your core is cold

Detached and alone

this talk of truth, your reality,

regurgitated lies, though bold.

Your heart is stone!

Your words have no validity.

Your syrupy words, nauseating

Fall like lead.

You have no life of your own

So in mine your permeating

because you are dead.

Yet I hear the earth groan.

So keep your vow

And in darkness fall

Lest the Earth be torn.

It is too late now

It has been heard by all.

If faithless though be warned!

32: The Moon Accedes to the Sun:

Yes I shall keep my vow

And forsake my sanity.

Yet hold onto silent dreams.

With light, there will be a shadow

A reflection of your vanity

despite worldly schemes.

I saw your face

Of sunshine a glow

And fell in love with its fire.

And my disgrace

Is that I did not know

The difference ’tween love and desire.

Although dark,

by night lovers dream of light.

And this shadow which is my being

Will not be torn apart

By wrong or right

to prevent true hearts from seeing.

The hope that shines

in my core

Though cold

Holds light that blinds

Motives pure

And dreams bold.

Yet as surely as you set

And as surely as you rise

I will treat you kind.

For in this I owe you a debt

of desires deception, I am now wise

And if conscience enters your mind

If only to hope

With the dawning day

Love comes back to me

If only this dream in its scope

May someday

Become some other reality

And if a dream

is all I have to show

Now and through eternity

Then I shall dream

And let all on earth know

There is more than this travesty

Yes I am the moon

And in my gravity

Lovers by my light

Shall in passion swoon

To reverie and fantasy

in the moonlit night.

As eternity treads this celestial sea

If your orbit is found loyal

Faithfully a step ahead and behind

You can trust that you will find me

for I am Selena Royal

Of free will and sound mind.

33:  The Mysterious speaks in turn:

A tiny speck of solar dust,

The moon is accused.

Rest in this reality.

Are we not absent of relational lust,

with relative science fused.

I am Planet X.

I am both a letter, number,

And an unknown quantity.

Are we categorized by sex?

Who has the say to encumber

us with a mindless category?

Be at rest Terra Soil,

Many names have you.

You are all these and more.

As a Mother, you toil,

With Father Time, you grew.

But you exist beyond this I assure!

Bright star adored by mortal man

All days are numbered, even yours

You are not the brightest in all of creation

The hand of time is moved by God’s plan

Even the brightest, the black hole obscures

You live only to serve your station.

As you orbit be at rest

All are equal in this solar family tree.

Feeble minds categorize,

To determine who is best

In truth, it is best, to be free.

34:  The Celestial conversation ends:

From a hypothetical existence

comes this final word

And all creation falls silent to reflect.

All are the same in co-existence

No more relational bounds were heard

All are individuals in respect.

Mortal minds love

And mortal mind divide

All are mortal in creation.

Time rules below and above

Beyond time all will at point abide

So ends this declaration.

1: The stars contemplate their glory

Who amongst us, before Ouranus, father heaven, dies,

in the birthplace of stars, the nebula, short of supernova?

Who has created within their stellar system a paradise

from mere terrestrial, to be proven divine,

not in death reborn, but born a superior nova?

Look upon us celestial bodies!

You cold and barren rocks of ice,

meteoroids, asteroids, and every comet.

Nothing more than space oddities,

but planets by our flame made into paradise

if we choose to unfreeze and life beget.

Of adoration, are we not found worthy?                    

So say us, the cosmos, YES!

Yet who, short of interplanetary dust, is to be proclaimed

a star, celebrated, divine in glory?

For fear, blinded by our light, we guess,

we contemplate in debate, who is greater named?

2: The North Star questions the skies

If we seek to determine our superiority

from amongst the cosmos lights

lest we fortify a delusion of a lesser star,

who amongst us lacks the self-absorptivity

to claim veneration rights?

Is one less worthy as a pulsar, or more as a quasar?

Consider the Centaur, Chiron, asteroid, or comet?

Tail bright and always flying,

it is shining like a silver bird.

Consider Luna Moon, no luminosity on it

yet to be like a star, pining,

to reflect Helios Sun’s magnitude.

Consider the All-Mother Earth,

Tellus Mater, yet a child by the relations

of the known universe, relations we interweave.

By her, the starry heaven was given birth

in dreams of mortal man and by what is relative.

The minds of poets, who are we to conceive?

Out of chaos, dark energy comes together

in life and death, perpetually reborn, life eternal.

Love is born then light, out of the night, Nyx and Erebus

and if love is as life is, reborn and forever

let us seek to guide us the meek, the minor orbital

to decide, who is worthy of adoration, us.

We like Ouroboros, and the Milky Way, but are too often

Self-appointed, the heart of the universe, center stage.

Let us reside in the heavens, and seek in our quest,

those souls who dwell next to us, less than common,

humble, and modest within the sphere of influence to engage.

They begin anew before they end and judge us best.

3: The Sun converses with the skies

Look upon my solar system whose heat and light I create.

Nine, plus or minus, revolve around me.

their life is by my solar nebula, self-sacrifice.

Even the moons numbering more than one hundred and fifty-eight

are gravitationally bound to me.

Of my celestial objects, I’ll seek advice.

By creations influence, I have been endowed

to bend to my will, asteroids, meteoroids, planetoids too,

comets, giant planets, and even interplanetary dust,

even a light year away from the Opik-Oort cloud

where they say that comets come to me new,

even as far as the Kuiper belt my power is thrust.

From amongst them, I’ll find a matchmaker

for my charismatic magnetism,

a force of orbital motion, my gravity!

I am a supernova, a fusion maker!

In my fascinating fascism,

the animate Earth shall choose a match for me.

4: The Earth speaks to the Sun

I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,

The everlasting foundation, consider me

to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love

To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth

and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean and sea

and Aer that is mortal breath above.

Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.

Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.

Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire

to rule all of heaven in its motion.

You, Helios Sun, greater than the failed star, Jupiter, placed high.

Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.

Consider me, I am earth.

by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.

Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.

Consider me, and in me find worth

For by Jehovah all matter in the universe unfolds.

In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.

Consider me, your light reflects in my sky

with a fever of desire.

Pluto is dark and tells a dead story.

Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly

admired as my passion’s fire.

I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category

Like your gaseous flares,

my volcanic flames leap up to meet you

and like your solar wind,

if comparison dares,

my breezes carry praises to greet you.

Let these continue without end.

Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea

I am wilder and more free.

Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.

I have faith in myself to be

of your affection, worthy.

Even beyond Mars, consider me.

With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil

and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,

With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky

I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil

for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free

and all life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.

Is this not what any soul would ask of me,

to declare to their devotion and my love?

Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.

I choose you poetically as a match for me

of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,

I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.

5: The Sun scolds the Earth

Of poetic myth are your wearisome words, ignorant Earth!

Third rock, easily by me made lifeless, silence your declaration.

These characters, primordial, are of you in fraction,

imaginings of a human heart, and are of diminutive worth.

Titans, Olympians, names undeserving of my station

given by particles of living clay and contemptible in action.

Yes, the characters of your world are of slender appeal.

What can your wind, earth, water, or fire

Give it to me as a token?

Only Jehovah knows the truth so what is real?

That for my attention you would aspire,

Or else these bonds of life be broken

You would have the stars speak of your element

Through the mortal minds of a dreamer

But my flames can mean life or solar wind demise

So, seek you, my contentment

And forgo the poetic schemer.

Lest your creation I despise.

You by God are of my making, compared, your fire an ember

Your ocean, in my solar sea, a trickle

your soil, compared to the mass’ I manage, merely dust.

You, quickly perishing, leave little to remember

with a spirit rebellious and a soul that is fickle

what is love if for your life I do not lust?

You give your mythic trifles to me as a token

that you and your mortal minds would aspire

for others, and not just my attention.

All your flowing words are selfishly spoken

for I see in your heart your true desire

of your glory in the lyric to mention.

Seek not your contentment in fame and adoration, but mine!

Nor seek to steal my fire. Yes, my solar flames can mean life

or like mars, Venus and Mercury, to death they can burn you.

As Venus, façade, morning and evening star, a barren rock left behind.

As Mercury, in myth a thief, and Mars in war and strife,

None of these give life. Such is what illusion will earn you!

Now find for me more suitable a love

worthy in stature to adore me.

Neither lesser nor greater for the respect I demand!

Find me one from the celestial bodies above

but not one likely to bore me!

Now fear if you fail and heed my command!

6: The Earth inquiries, to the free-flying skies

Who amongst the constellations

might pause for me and listen

as I call out across this void.

Have sympathy for my consternation.

Even you, the falling stars that glisten,

Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!

You of the free-flying skies,

you, the nymphs of the heavens above,

become one with this ruddy light

and save me from the demise

by accepting Helios Sun’s love.

Join Apollo Sol this night.

Consider this, silver birds,

To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.

Such is mine to give for eternity.

Now consider my words

and receive equal fame.

To be one with the Sun is your destiny.

The Sun’s stardom proclaim

Farther than the Milky Way

Won’t you do this for me?

Bound to the Sun remain,

Shining in the night, saving my day

by taking this burden from me.

7: The comets decline the Earth’s invitation

As spirited maidens of the skies,

we are made to fly free thus

untouched by the scorching hand of a union.

To agree to such gravitation is unwise.

We would be sure to lose part or all of us.

Our ruin is not worth such communion.

The Sun seeks, its stardom

beyond the asteroid belts to be proclaimed

from here to there in a milky way.

We do not seek martyrdom

or to be depleted and maimed

so we are heading the other way.

From the Kuiper belt amongst the stars

to the Oort cloud, we travel together as one

Far and wide beyond the Milky Way

and by the creator, greater stars

We see there than your Sun.

On a single star’s side, we cannot stay.

As silver birds, we travel together

In and out amongst the stars

Near and far and wide

As free fliers, we are happy forever

Amongst pulsars and quasars

But never by their stay.

We slide down the rainbow

of planetary rings

our voyages afar are the envy of all.

with our tail aglow

and fire for wings

We are too far gone, to answer your call.

8: The North Star gives council to the Earth

If you seek to resolve

the arrogance of the cosmos

by appeasing the conceit of a single reign

then your solar family will revolve

In a system of pathos

Not even one left sane.

For a star that imprisons a soul

by manipulation

is unworthy of regard.

The Sun seeks to control

only to raise its’ station

and then discard.

Be wary if you care

and if you do not, be wary still,

in the relationships, you interlace

by the lives you pair,

for only God’s will and not our will,

can interweave the very fabric of space.

What are we to devise who is qualified to become one.

If you value others with respect

seek one ardent, for if love is vain is life only self-important?

You must find a body to look after this Sun

that this star, self-superior, might be kept in check

to make your solar system content.

9: The Earth offers a thought to the Sun

I am sure there are other stars such as you

to replenish this barren world.

Don’t find me too plain-spoken,

for I am content in my orbit around you.

More so I speak for fear of the darkness lest I be hurled.

So I offer you this token.

The North Star speaks in words of good sense

and shines the brightest in my night

Consider this noble luminary

to guide life’s direction through the universe immense.

To compliment your light

and make my night less solitary.

The North Star leads with wisdom and insight

all those not clouded by an arrogant mind

if they but look up with open eyes.

Who better to guide you in your night

then this one whose heart is kind

And for me, a comfort, so be advised.

For this Guiding Star shines with affection

when in shadows your light leaves me.

On my darkest night, I am not lost.

Even mortal love finds romantic connection,

shown the way on land and sea,

that none be star-crossed.

10: The Sun scoffs

Let the North Star glow and let it fade.

While you below alight with my shine.

I am most worthy to be adored.

My rays a flow of golden cascade

and all know this light to be mine.

Yet you bring me discord!

Although I delight in the love of par,

you suggest I shine only in the day.

By hours of darkness am I to compete for affection?

By what right does this North Star

draw the night and show lovers the way?

Put aside your thoughtless contemplation!

If darkness were to surround you

to make miserable your mirth!

Would you then understand?

To find for me, I have bound you,

one short of my worth

yet worthy of my hand.

11: The Earth pleads to the constellations

Oh, cry for me, heavens gatherings!

For your design is the awe of mortal dreams

and this quandary is a quagmire I cannot leave.

Why bother in this matter of things?

If I perish so will you, corporeal esteem.

What are your myths to entertain children believe?

No adoration do I seek

but sympathy for this omen!

Is there not one of the eighty-eight

named by the Sumerian, Chaldean, or Greek,

Babylonian, Egyptian, or Roman,

to take on this task and save my fate?

Save me from the wrath of the Sun!

I implore lest all on Earth ignore you!

From this quest set me free!

To rescue is there not one?

Any in this great circle will do.

Will not one arrangement answer me?

12: Orion feels pity for the Earth

What can I do to comfort you, plaintive one?

I too have been scorned in love

and blinded by hate.

Then given sight by the eastern rays of the rising Sun

yet by a Love to die and be placed above.

Take heart, your deliverance I can imitate!

Now, what can you do for me

if I can do this for you?

Proclaim me, lest you lament,

The great hunter of all you see.

For the task you ask is not easy to do

to make a discontented star content.

The Sun is bright but only in your skies.

To find one to love such unhappily…

As I loved Merope,

they must be a believer in lies,

just as Artemis loved me.

my love is now vengeance for ardors hope.

I will shoot and cause to swoon,

With arrow and bow

I shall take from mischievous Eros

Revenge on the Moon!

Selene, sorrow will know!

So apt with the arrows!

By my aim, I will not falter

To bond these twins, an unnatural mate.

The Sun’s heart by the moon

will be placed on an alter

when this satellite I permeate.

Then on Earth, I shall boon.

13: The Earth contracts with Orion

Now! End this exhaustion, this burden that I carry

Join this one with the Sun and I’ll keep my word.

Let your arrow fly to find the immortal naive

with whom to this curse we will marry

and I will make you a legend of this world

a handsome giant, mighty hunter, strong and brave.

On charts, your name will be displayed.

The Sun will be confined within this celestial sphere

and in sight of me for my life remain.

By this union, an ecliptic path shall be laid

and followed year by year

To be kept in check and myself sane.

14: The Moon speaks from out of the Skies

What is this pain in my chest?

I feel as I have never felt before.

Has my face been shaken by an asteroid?

Emotions come forth that did not exist.

Love explodes from this hole in my core!

My surface is stirring, filling the void.

I see a star in my eye tonight.

Till it is mine there will be no rest.

To reflect, my heart has bidden.

This first star that comes in sight

as I shudder at this pain in my chest

for in me loves dart hit and is hidden.

It is my brother, the Sun for which I cry.

I seek to share in its astral flight

I long for its golden heart

I must steal it from the sky.

it has nearly torn my soul apart

wrong or right, I will not ask why.

15: The Moon Woos the Sun

Let us shine as we were born, side by side

cutting through the darkness of night

as the Earth alights between you and me.

Our union will be known wide.

Let us be together in the shining daylight

and all shall know our love was meant to be.

If you warm my day

I shall set fire to your night

and we shall shine as one.

Hear what I say

By my side take flight

I give my life to you, Oh Sun!

The North Star may navigate

lovers when your light fails.

With this, my attributes compare.

I guide the ship’s fate

by the Oceans sways and sails.

My soul to you I lay bare.

Consider me, see my moonbeams

As you talk about how you love to shine.

My moonlight also shines to love.

I hold the key to your dreams

and you hold the key to mine.

Let us become one in the sky above.

16: The Sun retorts towards the Moon

How dare you speak of such to me, the Sun?

What matter of match claim you,

to talk to one so high, lowly sister Moon,

When stature you have none?

and nothing to offer me, I blame you

Ha! And you expect me to swoon.

Cast off these dreams, foolish heart

Your fondness is mere fancy.

Greater clumps of dirt I have consumed.

Let loose your schemes of love, depart!

This reflection that you see

Is your fate, Doomed!

What form are you to know me?

I seek one to give me love

that the stars be shown I rule the sky

What greatness can you show me?

for I am the Sun below and above

I own this love let none deny!

17: The Moon beseeches the Sun

With your rainbow as my reflection

and a shadow made of moonlight,

Let me be found convincing.

I shall let you know of my affection

as I go into the night

with you to be romancing.

For my heart, it sings!

I am alive when once I was dead.

By a star, my soul revived.

Oh, such fanciful things

are dancing a halo around my head.

How could this love be contrived?

For you are the Sun

and I am the moon

a mere reflection of your splendor

You are the one

that makes my heart swoon

Love to the receiver, love the sender

18: The stars inquire of the Earth

What are these words we hear

of the Sun and the Moon?

Who but the Sun determined itself great?

For what reason does this satellite care

for the Sun to swoon?

What trick is this of fate?

Are you to be a matchmaker

or shall it be left to chance?

This delusion we fear.

For the Sun was born a taker

and what is left for romance?

Not in the words we hear.

The Moon is no match for the Sun.

Innocence born is taken.

How can this bond abide

the selfish acts of a self-loved one?

This love must be mistaken.

From us, the truth, do not hide!

19: The Earth responds to the Stars.

Orion took from Eros bow and arrow,

playing cupid of the skies.

But it was Dionysus that sealed this doom.

You act of narrow minds.

This act does not despise

for it was Oenopion that blinded the Moon.

Of Artemis, ask the bear, Callisto,

For her silver light is dark,

shining only as a blemished jewel,

a good match for Apollo the jealous minstrel.

Anyone else in shining brings vengeance to embark

for in their youth, one was reckless and the other, cruel.

Let Selene have her time as a luminary.

All of creation is relative to each other.

Mind yourselves, not this romance.

Leave this solar system solitary.

What need do you have to bother

in this convenient happenstance!

20: The Moon Continues its Dialog with the Sun.

Stature I may have little of

Though you are great,

consider me,

greater is my love.

My love why hate?

Consider me.

You and I can share the sky.

For our name,

greater than all stars that we see,

side by side you and I,

should be proclaimed.

If I had my way that is how it would be.

All those on earth will know of our love

and all those in heaven will see.

Consider me.

From all the heavenly bodies above,

our astral arrangement, a prodigy.

Consider me.

However, for our love to grow

It takes the effort of two.

Consider me.

How deep our love could go.

This is my response to you.

Oh! Consider me.

21: The Sun counters and demands:

My flames will reach higher

If I consider you,

to shine on the Earth through the night,

for my passion and desire

this for me you will do,

be reflective of my fiery light.

If your love is true

then your promise keep.

Upon the Earth reflect my flame.

If I consider you

for my love to reap

you must radiate my acclaim.

Yes! Greater than all stars, it is true.

I see you see what all should see in me,

a perpetual nova.

So do what you have said you will do.

If love grows, what will be will be.

And Love me, your Casanova!

22: The North Star intervenes:

Eros! Stop this injustice and make right this wrong!

From Selena’s core remove your dart.

Lest the Sun’s self-important depravity

End the harmony of eternity’s song.

Let free will once more enter the Moon’s heart

And remove your arrow from its inner cavity.

To allow this lie is to give birth

To such self-centered gravity

To cause the Sun to collapse in upon self

In self-appointed celestial worth

Lest the Sun ensnare all matter and energy

as Collapsar and the universe engulf.

23: The Sun Continues towards the Moon:

If your love is true then prove your devotion

Let the North star be put to shame!

In the darkness, upon you, my reflection will shine

And the living waters of Gaia in constant motion

will outweigh the wonders of Polaris’s fame.

To uplift my station

by your mirror of my light.

Your love may be deep

But to gain my consecration

can it reach that height?

This promise, you must keep.

Create for me among the stars a name.

I shall shine in the day

and in the darkness of night

let the North star be shamed!

As you admire from far away,

all shall fathom my might.

24: The Moon doubts:

My love of my heart

you ask too much.

My want of you is to share the sky.

To do your part

needs a loving touch

in love far-flung must we fly.

The night will only keep us apart.

Both light and dark are upon the Earth

my light is my loss reflected

shadowed by my breaking heart.

Your name will be proclaimed in satirical mirth

if I remain neglected.

Where your love fails

My love falls short.

Now I consider you.

Of this love I bewail

and await your retort.

So say what you will do.

25: The Sun begrudgingly yields.

Don’t darken my glory

with your words of slight

the day is mine.

Now you change your story

though you have the night.

Is your heart like cancer benign?

Your whimpering is a matter of greed

but to silence you I concede.

Now be warned if I find your heart untrue

To these words I say, Take heed,

If you do not follow indeed,

A cold wind will blow in your soul right through

and this star will not shine for you.

I’ll visit you some morning

and you can come some afternoon.

For the sake of my glory too

we shall share the sky in your mourning.

But keep the vow you swore to me moon!

So those on earth will see you as I am setting

Just before they close their eyes

and in your dreams, we will be together,

Let this ease your fretting,

and on occasion when I rise

in the changing of the weather.

All will hear the song of your heart

beating your love for me.

Your light will be pale before mine.

When together or apart

Honored by your loyalty

all will know that I am sublime.

26: The Moon pleads for guidance:

Of all the stars in these lonely skies

Is there anyone above?

Will none shine for me?

The Sun, once dear I now despise

Am I to be punished because of love

And in innocence, I believed?

When the nights are cold and dark

When no stars give light to the sky above

I will go on believing

All these thoughts within my heart

My hopes and dreams of finding love

will give me a reason for living.

Yet now my dreams are swept away

By the hardships this star defines

I plead for any light from above

Is there no one to save me from yesterday?

At least tell me of my crimes

that I am found unworthy of love.

27: The North Star gives comfort:

You are not alone in the universe

It is a natural satellite to seek love.

Consider me.

This solar system, though it seems adverse

is just one in the endless heavens above.

Consider me.

Believe in your inner light

And the qualities you own

And not merely what you perceive to reflect.

Look beyond the world’s night

And fear not the unknown,

beyond what the egotistic project.

Not all stars seek to be self-defined.

Of dreams of love be not credulous.

Consider me.

Love is in dreams and of the mind.

Do not let your soul be nebulous.

Consider me.

28: The Earth appeals to the moon:

To make one world

It takes the heavenly bodies of two.

Reconsider the Sun.

The seasons unfurled

Depend upon you

in unity revolving as one.

You make my darkness bright

when the Sun is in your eyes.

Remember your love as it began.

The Sun gives daylight

But alone could make no paradise.

Reconsider the Sun.

The guidance of Polaris

is quickly replaced

by my magnetic pole.

For life will you self-sacrifice

though unequally spaced

let my gratitude fill your empty soul.

29:The Moon considers promise:

It is my longing to see

The rising and setting Sun

that I may respect my vow.

That honor might be with me

when this tapestry of life is done.

It cannot be unraveled now.

I won’t care if this night goes on forever

Polaris you are more than I dared wish for.

But some things are not as they seem.

If only for this moment we are in thought together

For you have healed this hollow in my core

But all I have left to give is a dream.

To proclaim the suns name

To the heavens, I swore

And things cannot be left to chance.

My love, my truth, my blame

I cannot ignore.

Nothing is ever happenstance.

But is not reality born,

out of a dream, this dream of you?

What will this life have in store?

I did not seek the desire to form

this dream to consider you,

so I implore, tempt me no more.

And Mother Earth,

You are the world-given life

by the heavenly bodies above.

In you I find worth

Beyond my strife

So I will give to the Sun my love.

I am grateful for your affection

though I speculate romance,

Could you subsist with another?

this causes perplexing

Yet for your life, I cannot chance

a midnight lover.

Terra Gaia, Tellus, I give

to you my devotions,

Stardust and moonlight.

I love for you to live,

to move your seas and oceans

and live for you to love my light.

30: The moon concedes to the Sun:

I never conceived a few words spoken foolishly

would leave me only with dreams

if it were not for this world between.

I never envisioned how lonely this space could be

with a universe of schemes.

So I will silence my dream.

And the stars will shine in the heavens above

And the Earth will shine below

And all will be cherished by the poet’s mind.

In mortal hearts, I will find love

As I reflect on a star’s rainbow

As well, the months define.

31: The Sun rebukes Veracity:

Dark Rock, your souls are revealed!

Honor you have none.

How dare you speak such!

The motives you’ve concealed

are now seen by everyone.

For reputation, you clutch.

to steal my flame,

to steal my reflection,

to shine as your own,

to make yourself a name.

Enough of this deception!

Your treachery is known.

Your core is cold

Detached and alone

this talk of truth, your reality,

regurgitated lies, though bold.

Your heart is stone!

Your words have no validity.

Your syrupy words, nauseating

Fall like lead.

You have no life of your own

So in mine your permeating

because you are dead.

Yet I hear the earth groan.

So keep your vow

And in darkness fall

Lest the Earth be torn.

It is too late now

It has been heard by all.

If faithless though be warned!

32: The Moon Accedes to the Sun:

Yes I shall keep my vow

And forsake my sanity.

Yet hold onto silent dreams.

With light, there will be a shadow

A reflection of your vanity

despite worldly schemes.

I saw your face

Of sunshine a glow

And fell in love with its fire.

And my disgrace

Is that I did not know

The difference ’tween love and desire.

Although dark,

by night lovers dream of light.

And this shadow which is my being

Will not be torn apart

By wrong or right

to prevent true hearts from seeing.

The hope that shines

in my core

Though cold

Holds light that blinds

Motives pure

And dreams bold.

Yet as surely as you set

And as surely as you rise

I will treat you kind.

For in this I owe you a debt

of desires deception, I am now wise

And if conscience enters your mind

If only to hope

With the dawning day

Love comes back to me

If only this dream in its scope

May someday

Become some other reality

And if a dream

is all I have to show

Now and through eternity

Then I shall dream

And let all on earth know

There is more than this travesty

Yes I am the moon

And in my gravity

Lovers by my light

Shall in passion swoon

To reverie and fantasy

in the moonlit night.

As eternity treads this celestial sea

If your orbit is found loyal

Faithfully a step ahead and behind

You can trust that you will find me

for I am Selena Royal

Of free will and sound mind.

33:  The Mysterious speaks in turn:

A tiny speck of solar dust,

The moon is accused.

Rest in this reality.

Are we not absent of relational lust,

with relative science fused.

I am Planet X.

I am both a letter, number,

And an unknown quantity.

Are we categorized by sex?

Who has the say to encumber

us with a mindless category?

Be at rest Terra Soil,

Many names have you.

You are all these and more.

As a Mother, you toil,

With Father Time, you grew.

But you exist beyond this I assure!

Bright star adored by mortal man

All days are numbered, even yours

You are not the brightest in all of creation

The hand of time is moved by God’s plan

Even the brightest, the black hole obscures

You live only to serve your station.

As you orbit be at rest

All are equal in this solar family tree.

Feeble minds categorize,

To determine who is best

In truth, it is best, to be free.

34:  The Celestial conversation ends:

From a hypothetical existence

comes this final word

And all creation falls silent to reflect.

All are the same in co-existence

No more relational bounds were heard

All are individuals in respect.

Mortal minds love

And mortal mind divide

All are mortal in creation.

Time rules below and above

Beyond time all will at point, abide

So ends this declaration.

Celestial Conversations an epic poem

This epic poem is a work in progress and uses ancient goddesses and gods, as human imaginings and celestial bodies personified to represent family and individual roles. It could be considered a modern interpretation of the development of these roles. As it is explained it is not a complete work, I explore the development and awakening of the minds of the characters to equality, love, and acceptance in an imperfect existence uniting the various interpretations into one dynamic and vastly complicated whole persona of soul. The imperfect rhythm and rhyme will be a goal to perfect an A, B, C, A, B, C sequence. I may allow changes in sequence. This is to be determined. Some storyline holes need also to be corrected with smoother transitions.

1: The stars contemplate their glory

Who amongst us, before Ouranus, father heaven, dies,

in the birthplace of stars, the nebula, short of supernova?

Who has created within their stellar system a paradise

from mere terrestrial, to be proven divine,

not in death reborn, but born a superior nova?

Look upon us celestial bodies!

You cold and barren rocks of ice,

meteoroids, asteroids, and every comet.

Nothing more than space oddities,

but planets by our flame made into paradise

if we choose to unfreeze and life beget.

Of adoration, are we not found worthy?                    

So say us, the cosmos, YES!

Yet who, short of interplanetary dust, is to be proclaimed

a star, celebrated, divine in glory?

For fear, blinded by our light, we guess,

we contemplate in debate, who is greater named?

2: The North Star questions the skies

If we seek to determine our superiority

from amongst the cosmos lights

lest we fortify a delusion of a lesser star,

who amongst us lacks the self-absorptivity

to claim veneration rights?

Is one less worthy as a pulsar, or more as a quasar?

Consider the Centaur, Chiron, asteroid, or comet?

Tail bright and always flying,

it is shining like a silver bird.

Consider Luna Moon, no luminosity on it

yet to be like a star, pining,

to reflect Helios Sun’s magnitude.

Consider the All-Mother Earth,

Tellus Mater, yet a child by the relations

of the known universe, relations we interweave.

By her, the starry heaven was given birth

in dreams of mortal man and by what is relative.

The minds of poets, who are we to conceive?

Out of chaos, dark energy comes together

in life and death, perpetually reborn, life eternal.

Love is born then light, out of the night, Nyx and Erebus

and if love is as life is, reborn and forever

let us seek to guide us the meek, the minor orbital

to decide, who is worthy of adoration, us.

We like Ouroboros, and the Milky Way, but are too often

Self-appointed, the heart of the universe, center stage.

Let us reside in the heavens, and seek in our quest,

those souls who dwell next to us, less than common,

humble, and modest within the sphere of influence to engage.

They begin anew before they end and judge us best.

Let the mortal minds categorize,

and bind us in units together.

For in relation one to another

If we find love we might outlive the skies

In the adoration of a lover

Let all be bound, as the father, child, and mother.

3: The Sun converses with the skies

Look upon my solar system whose heat and light I create.

Nine, plus or minus, revolve around me.

their life is by my solar nebula, self-sacrifice.

Even the moons numbering more than one hundred and fifty-eight

are gravitationally bound to me.

Of my celestial objects, I’ll seek advice.

By creations influence, I have been endowed

to bend to my will, asteroids, meteoroids, planetoids too,

comets, giant planets, and even interplanetary dust,

even a light year away from the Opik-Oort cloud

where they say that comets come to me new,

even as far as the Kuiper belt my power is thrust.

From amongst them, I’ll find a matchmaker

for my charismatic magnetism,

a force of orbital motion, my gravity!

I am a supernova, a fusion maker!

In my fascinating fascism,

the animate Earth shall choose a match for me.

4: The Earth speaks to the Sun

I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,

The everlasting foundation, consider me

to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love

To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth

and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean and sea

and Aer that is mortal breath above.

Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.

Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.

Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire

to rule all of heaven in its motion.

You, Helios Sun, greater than the failed star, Jupiter, placed high.

Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.

Consider me, I am earth.

by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.

Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.

Consider me, and in me find worth

For by Jehovah all matter in the universe unfolds.

In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.

Consider me, your light reflects in my sky

with a fever of desire.

Pluto is dark and tells a dead story.

Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly

admired as my passion’s fire.

I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category

Like your gaseous flares,

my volcanic flames leap up to meet you

and like your solar wind,

if comparison dares,

my breezes carry praises to greet you.

Let these continue without end.

Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea

I am wilder and more free.

Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.

I have faith in myself to be

of your affection, worthy.

Even beyond Mars, consider me.

With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil

and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,

With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky

I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil

for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free

and all life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.

Is this not what any soul would ask of me,

to declare to their devotion and my love?

Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.

I choose you poetically as a match for me

of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,

I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.

5: The Sun scolds the Earth

Of poetic myth are your wearisome words, ignorant Earth!

Third rock, easily by me made lifeless, silence your declaration.

These characters, primordial, are of you in fraction,

imaginings of a human heart, and are of diminutive worth.

Titans, Olympians, names undeserving of my station

given by particles of living clay and contemptible in action.

Yes, the characters of your world are of slender appeal.

What can your wind, earth, water, or fire

Give it to me as a token?

Only Jehovah knows the truth so what is real?

That for my attention you would aspire,

Or else these bonds of life be broken

You would have the stars speak of your element

Through the mortal minds of a dreamer

But my flames can mean life or solar wind demise

So, seek you, my contentment

And forgo the poetic schemer.

Lest your creation I despise.

You by God are of my making, compared, your fire an ember

Your ocean, in my solar sea, a trickle

your soil, compared to the mass’ I manage, merely dust.

You, quickly perishing, leave little to remember

with a spirit rebellious and a soul that is fickle

what is love if for your life I do not lust?

You give your mythic trifles to me as a token

that you and your mortal minds would aspire

for others, and not just my attention.

All your flowing words are selfishly spoken

for I see in your heart your true desire

of your glory in the lyric to mention.

Seek not your contentment in fame and adoration, but mine!

Nor seek to steal my fire. Yes, my solar flames can mean life

or like mars, Venus and Mercury, to death they can burn you.

As Venus, façade, morning and evening star, a barren rock left behind.

As Mercury, in myth a thief, and Mars in war and strife,

None of these give life. Such is what illusion will earn you!

Now find for me more suitable a love

worthy in stature to adore me.

Neither lesser nor greater for the respect I demand!

Find me one from the celestial bodies above

but not one likely to bore me!

Now fear if you fail and heed my command!

6: The Earth inquiries, to the free-flying skies

Who amongst the constellations

might pause for me and listen

as I call out across this void.

Have sympathy for my consternation.

Even you, the falling stars that glisten,

Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!

You of the free-flying skies,

you, the nymphs of the heavens above,

become one with this ruddy light

and save me from the demise

by accepting Helios Sun’s love.

Join Apollo Sol this night.

Consider this, silver birds,

To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.

Such is mine to give for eternity.

Now consider my words

and receive equal fame.

To be one with the Sun is your destiny.

The Sun’s stardom proclaim

Farther than the Milky Way

Won’t you do this for me?

Bound to the Sun remain,

Shining in the night, saving my day

by taking this burden from me.

7: The comets decline the Earth’s invitation

As spirited maidens of the skies,

we are made to fly free thus

untouched by the scorching hand of a union.

To agree to such gravitation is unwise.

We would be sure to lose part or all of us.

Our ruin is not worth such communion.

The Sun seeks, its stardom

beyond the asteroid belts to be proclaimed

from here to there in a milky way.

We do not seek martyrdom

or to be depleted and maimed

so we are heading the other way.

From the Kuiper belt amongst the stars

to the Oort cloud, we travel together as one

Far and wide beyond the Milky Way

and by the creator, greater stars

We see there than your Sun.

On a single star’s side, we cannot stay.

As silver birds, we travel together

In and out amongst the stars

Near and far and wide

As free fliers, we are happy forever

Amongst pulsars and quasars

But never by their stay.

We slide down the rainbow

of planetary rings

our voyages afar are the envy of all.

with our tail aglow

and fire for wings

We are too far gone, to answer your call.

8: The North Star gives council to the Earth

If you seek to resolve

the arrogance of the cosmos

by appeasing the conceit of a single reign

then your solar family will revolve

In a system of pathos

Not even one left sane.

For a star that imprisons a soul

by manipulation

is unworthy of regard.

The Sun seeks to control

only to raise its’ station

and then discard.

Be wary if you care

and if you do not, be wary still,

in the relationships, you interlace

by the lives you pair,

for only God’s will and not our will,

can interweave the very fabric of space.

What are we to devise who is qualified to become one.

If you value others with respect

seek one ardent, for if love is vain is life only self-important?

You must find a body to look after this Sun

that this star, self-superior, might be kept in check

to make your solar system content.

9: The Earth offers a thought to the Sun

I am sure there are other stars such as you

to replenish this barren world.

Don’t find me too plain-spoken,

for I am content in my orbit around you.

More so I speak for fear of the darkness lest I be hurled.

So I offer you this token.

The North Star speaks in words of good sense

and shines the brightest in my night

Consider this noble luminary

to guide life’s direction through the universe immense.

To compliment your light

and make my night less solitary.

The North Star leads with wisdom and insight

all those not clouded by an arrogant mind

if they but look up with open eyes.

Who better to guide you in your night

then this one whose heart is kind

And for me, a comfort, so be advised.

For this Guiding Star shines with affection

when in shadows your light leaves me.

On my darkest night, I am not lost.

Even mortal love finds romantic connection,

shown the way on land and sea,

that none be star-crossed.

10: The Sun scoffs

Let the North Star glow and let it fade.

While you below alight with my shine.

I am most worthy to be adored.

My rays a flow of golden cascade

and all know this light to be mine.

Yet you bring me discord!

Although I delight in the love of par,

you suggest I shine only in the day.

By hours of darkness am I to compete for affection?

By what right does this North Star

draw the night and show lovers the way?

Put aside your thoughtless contemplation!

If darkness were to surround you

to make miserable your mirth!

Would you then understand?

To find for me, I have bound you,

one short of my worth

yet worthy of my hand.

11: The Earth pleads to the constellations

Oh, cry for me, heavens gatherings!

For your design is the awe of mortal dreams

and this quandary is a quagmire I cannot leave.

Why bother in this matter of things?

If I perish so will you, corporeal esteem.

What are your myths to entertain children believe?

No adoration do I seek

but sympathy for this omen!

Is there not one of the eighty-eight

named by the Sumerian, Chaldean, or Greek,

Babylonian, Egyptian, or Roman,

to take on this task and save my fate?

Save me from the wrath of the Sun!

I implore lest all on Earth ignore you!

From this quest set me free!

To rescue is there not one?

Any in this great circle will do.

Will not one arrangement answer me?

12: Orion feels pity for the Earth

What can I do to comfort you, plaintive one?

I too have been scorned in love

and blinded by hate.

Then given sight by the eastern rays of the rising Sun

yet by a Love to die and be placed above.

Take heart, your deliverance I can imitate!

Now, what can you do for me

if I can do this for you?

Proclaim me, lest you lament,

The great hunter of all you see.

For the task you ask is not easy to do

to make a discontented star content.

The Sun is bright but only in your skies.

To find one to love such unhappily…

As I loved Merope,

they must be a believer in lies,

just as Artemis loved me.

my love is now vengeance for ardors hope.

I will shoot and cause to swoon,

With arrow and bow

I shall take from mischievous Eros

Revenge on the Moon!

Selene, sorrow will know!

So apt with the arrows!

By my aim, I will not falter

To bond these twins, an unnatural mate.

The Sun’s heart by the moon

will be placed on an alter

when this satellite I permeate.

Then on Earth, I shall boon.

13: The Earth contracts with Orion

Now! End this exhaustion, this burden that I carry

Join this one with the Sun and I’ll keep my word.

Let your arrow fly to find the immortal naive

with whom to this curse we will marry

and I will make you a legend of this world

a handsome giant, mighty hunter, strong and brave.

On charts, your name will be displayed.

The Sun will be confined within this celestial sphere

and in sight of me for my life remain.

By this union, an ecliptic path shall be laid

and followed year by year

To be kept in check and myself sane.

14: The Moon speaks from out of the Skies

What is this pain in my chest?

I feel as I have never felt before.

Has my face been shaken by an asteroid?

Emotions come forth that did not exist.

Love explodes from this hole in my core!

My surface is stirring, filling the void.

I see a star in my eye tonight.

Till it is mine there will be no rest.

To reflect, my heart has bidden.

This first star that comes in sight

as I shudder at this pain in my chest

for in me loves dart hit and is hidden.

It is my brother, the Sun for which I cry.

I seek to share in its astral flight

I long for its golden heart

I must steal it from the sky.

it has nearly torn my soul apart

wrong or right, I will not ask why.

15: The Moon Woos the Sun

Let us shine as we were born, side by side

cutting through the darkness of night

as the Earth alights between you and me.

Our union will be known wide.

Let us be together in the shining daylight

and all shall know our love was meant to be.

If you warm my day

I shall set fire to your night

and we shall shine as one.

Hear what I say

By my side take flight

I give my life to you, Oh Sun!

The North Star may navigate

lovers when your light fails.

With this, my attributes compare.

I guide the ship’s fate

by the Oceans sways and sails.

My soul to you I lay bare.

Consider me, see my moonbeams

As you talk about how you love to shine.

My moonlight also shines to love.

I hold the key to your dreams

and you hold the key to mine.

Let us become one in the sky above.

16: The Sun retorts towards the Moon

How dare you speak of such to me, the Sun?

What matter of match claim you,

to talk to one so high, lowly sister Moon,

When stature you have none?

and nothing to offer me, I blame you

Ha! And you expect me to swoon.

Cast off these dreams, foolish heart

Your fondness is mere fancy.

Greater clumps of dirt I have consumed.

Let loose your schemes of love, depart!

This reflection that you see

Is your fate, Doomed!

What form are you to know me?

I seek one to give me love

that the stars be shown I rule the sky

What greatness can you show me?

for I am the Sun below and above

I own this love let none deny!

17: The Moon beseeches the Sun

With your rainbow as my reflection

and a shadow made of moonlight,

Let me be found convincing.

I shall let you know of my affection

as I go into the night

with you to be romancing.

For my heart, it sings!

I am alive when once I was dead.

By a star, my soul revived.

Oh, such fanciful things

are dancing a halo around my head.

How could this love be contrived?

For you are the Sun

and I am the moon

a mere reflection of your splendor

You are the one

that makes my heart swoon

Love to the receiver, love the sender

18: The stars inquire of the Earth

What are these words we hear

of the Sun and the Moon?

Who but the Sun determined itself great?

For what reason does this satellite care

for the Sun to swoon?

What trick is this of fate?

Are you to be a matchmaker

or shall it be left to chance?

This delusion we fear.

For the Sun was born a taker

and what is left for romance?

Not in the words we hear.

The Moon is no match for the Sun.

Innocence born is taken.

How can this bond abide

the selfish acts of a self-loved one?

This love must be mistaken.

From us, the truth, do not hide!

19: The Earth responds to the Stars.

Orion took from Eros bow and arrow,

playing cupid of the skies.

But it was Dionysus that sealed this doom.

You act of narrow minds.

This act does not despise

for it was Oenopion that blinded the Moon.

Of Artemis, ask the bear, Callisto,

For her silver light is dark,

shining only as a blemished jewel,

a good match for Apollo the jealous minstrel.

Anyone else in shining brings vengeance to embark

for in their youth, one was reckless and the other, cruel.

Let Selene have her time as a luminary.

All of creation is relative to each other.

Mind yourselves, not this romance.

Leave this solar system solitary.

What need do you have to bother

in this convenient happenstance!

20: The Moon Continues its Dialog with the Sun.

Stature I may have little of

Though you are great,

consider me,

greater is my love.

My love why hate?

Consider me.

You and I can share the sky.

For our name,

greater than all stars that we see,

side by side you and I,

should be proclaimed.

If I had my way that is how it would be.

All those on earth will know of our love

and all those in heaven will see.

Consider me.

From all the heavenly bodies above,

our astral arrangement, a prodigy.

Consider me.

However, for our love to grow

It takes the effort of two.

Consider me.

How deep our love could go.

This is my response to you.

Oh! Consider me.

21: The Sun counters and demands:

My flames will reach higher

If I consider you,

to shine on the Earth through the night,

for my passion and desire

this for me you will do,

be reflective of my fiery light.

If your love is true

then your promise keep.

Upon the Earth reflect my flame.

If I consider you

for my love to reap

you must radiate my acclaim.

Yes! Greater than all stars, it is true.

I see you see what all should see in me,

a perpetual nova.

So do what you have said you will do.

If love grows, what will be will be.

And Love me, your Casanova!

22: The North Star intervenes:

Eros! Stop this injustice and make right this wrong!

From Selena’s core remove your dart.

Lest the Sun’s self-important depravity

End the harmony of eternity’s song.

Let free will once more enter the Moon’s heart

And remove your arrow from its inner cavity.

To allow this lie is to give birth

To such self-centered gravity

To cause the Sun to collapse in upon self

In self-appointed celestial worth

Lest the Sun ensnare all matter and energy

as Collapsar and the universe engulf.

23: The Sun Continues towards the Moon:

If your love is true then prove your devotion

Let the North star be put to shame!

In the darkness, upon you, my reflection will shine

And the living waters of Gaia in constant motion

will outweigh the wonders of Polaris’s fame.

To uplift my station

by your mirror of my light.

Your love may be deep

But to gain my consecration

can it reach that height?

This promise, you must keep.

Create for me among the stars a name.

I shall shine in the day

and in the darkness of night

let the North star be shamed!

As you admire from far away,

all shall fathom my might.

24: The Moon doubts:

My love of my heart

you ask too much.

My want of you is to share the sky.

To do your part

needs a loving touch

in love far-flung must we fly.

The night will only keep us apart.

Both light and dark are upon the Earth

my light is my loss reflected

shadowed by my breaking heart.

Your name will be proclaimed in satirical mirth

if I remain neglected.

Where your love fails

My love falls short.

Now I consider you.

Of this love I bewail

and await your retort.

So say what you will do.

25: The Sun begrudgingly yields.

Don’t darken my glory

with your words of slight

the day is mine.

Now you change your story

though you have the night.

Is your heart like cancer benign?

Your whimpering is a matter of greed

but to silence you I concede.

Now be warned if I find your heart untrue

To these words I say, Take heed,

If you do not follow indeed,

A cold wind will blow in your soul right through

and this star will not shine for you.

I’ll visit you some morning

and you can come some afternoon.

For the sake of my glory too

we shall share the sky in your mourning.

But keep the vow you swore to me moon!

So those on earth will see you as I am setting

Just before they close their eyes

and in your dreams, we will be together,

Let this ease your fretting,

and on occasion when I rise

in the changing of the weather.

All will hear the song of your heart

beating your love for me.

Your light will be pale before mine.

When together or apart

Honored by your loyalty

all will know that I am sublime.

26: The Moon pleads for guidance:

Of all the stars in these lonely skies

Is there anyone above?

Will none shine for me?

The Sun, once dear I now despise

Am I to be punished because of love

And in innocence, I believed?

When the nights are cold and dark

When no stars give light to the sky above

I will go on believing

All these thoughts within my heart

My hopes and dreams of finding love

will give me a reason for living.

Yet now my dreams are swept away

By the hardships this star defines

I plead for any light from above

Is there no one to save me from yesterday?

At least tell me of my crimes

that I am found unworthy of love.

27: The North Star gives comfort:

You are not alone in the universe

It is a natural satellite to seek love.

Consider me.

This solar system, though it seems adverse

is just one in the endless heavens above.

Consider me.

Believe in your inner light

And the qualities you own

And not merely what you perceive to reflect.

Look beyond the world’s night

And fear not the unknown,

beyond what the egotistic project.

Not all stars seek to be self-defined.

Of dreams of love be not credulous.

Consider me.

Love is in dreams and of the mind.

Do not let your soul be nebulous.

Consider me.

28: The Earth appeals to the moon:

To make one world

It takes the heavenly bodies of two.

Reconsider the Sun.

The seasons unfurled

Depend upon you

in unity revolving as one.

You make my darkness bright

when the Sun is in your eyes.

Remember your love as it began.

The Sun gives daylight

But alone could make no paradise.

Reconsider the Sun.

The guidance of Polaris

is quickly replaced

by my magnetic pole.

For life will you self-sacrifice

though unequally spaced

let my gratitude fill your empty soul.

29:The Moon considers promise:

It is my longing to see

The rising and setting Sun

that I may respect my vow.

That honor might be with me

when this tapestry of life is done.

It cannot be unraveled now.

I won’t care if this night goes on forever

Polaris you are more than I dared wish for.

But some things are not as they seem.

If only for this moment we are in thought together

For you have healed this hollow in my core

But all I have left to give is a dream.

To proclaim the suns name

To the heavens, I swore

And things cannot be left to chance.

My love, my truth, my blame

I cannot ignore.

Nothing is ever happenstance.

But is not reality born,

out of a dream, this dream of you?

What will this life have in store?

I did not seek the desire to form

this dream to consider you,

so I implore, tempt me no more.

And Mother Earth,

You are the world-given life

by the heavenly bodies above.

In you I find worth

Beyond my strife

So I will give to the Sun my love.

I am grateful for your affection

though I speculate romance,

Could you subsist with another?

this causes perplexing

Yet for your life, I cannot chance

a midnight lover.

Terra Gaia, Tellus, I give

to you my devotions,

Stardust and moonlight.

I love for you to live,

to move your seas and oceans

and live for you to love my light.

30: The moon concedes to the Sun:

I never conceived a few words spoken foolishly

would leave me only with dreams

if it were not for this world between.

I never envisioned how lonely this space could be

with a universe of schemes.

So I will silence my dream.

And the stars will shine in the heavens above

And the Earth will shine below

And all will be cherished by the poet’s mind.

In mortal hearts, I will find love

As I reflect on a star’s rainbow

As well, the months define.

31: The Sun rebukes Veracity:

Dark Rock, your souls are revealed!

Honor you have none.

How dare you speak such!

The motives you’ve concealed

are now seen by everyone.

For reputation, you clutch.

to steal my flame,

to steal my reflection,

to shine as your own,

to make yourself a name.

Enough of this deception!

Your treachery is known.

Your core is cold

Detached and alone

this talk of truth, your reality,

regurgitated lies, though bold.

Your heart is stone!

Your words have no validity.

Your syrupy words, nauseating

Fall like lead.

You have no life of your own

So in mine your permeating

because you are dead.

Yet I hear the earth groan.

So keep your vow

And in darkness fall

Lest the Earth be torn.

It is too late now

It has been heard by all.

If faithless though be warned!

32: The Moon Accedes to the Sun:

Yes I shall keep my vow

And forsake my sanity.

Yet hold onto silent dreams.

With light, there will be a shadow

A reflection of your vanity

despite worldly schemes.

I saw your face

Of sunshine a glow

And fell in love with its fire.

And my disgrace

Is that I did not know

The difference ’tween love and desire.

Although dark,

by night lovers dream of light.

And this shadow which is my being

Will not be torn apart

By wrong or right

to prevent true hearts from seeing.

The hope that shines

in my core

Though cold

Holds light that blinds

Motives pure

And dreams bold.

Yet as surely as you set

And as surely as you rise

I will treat you kind.

For in this I owe you a debt

of desires deception, I am now wise

And if conscience enters your mind

If only to hope

With the dawning day

Love comes back to me

If only this dream in its scope

May someday

Become some other reality

And if a dream

is all I have to show

Now and through eternity

Then I shall dream

And let all on earth know

There is more than this travesty

Yes I am the moon

And in my gravity

Lovers by my light

Shall in passion swoon

To reverie and fantasy

in the moonlit night.

As eternity treads this celestial sea

If your orbit is found loyal

Faithfully a step ahead and behind

You can trust that you will find me

for I am Selena Royal

Of free will and sound mind.

33:  The Mysterious speaks in turn:

A tiny speck of solar dust,

The moon is accused.

Rest in this reality.

Are we not absent of relational lust,

with relative science fused.

I am Planet X.

I am both a letter, number,

And an unknown quantity.

Are we categorized by sex?

Who has the say to encumber

us with a mindless category?

Be at rest Terra Soil,

Many names have you.

You are all these and more.

As a Mother, you toil,

With Father Time, you grew.

But you exist beyond this I assure!

Bright star adored by mortal man

All days are numbered, even yours

You are not the brightest in all of creation

The hand of time is moved by God’s plan

Even the brightest, the black hole obscures

You live only to serve your station.

As you orbit be at rest

All are equal in this solar family tree.

Feeble minds categorize,

To determine who is best

In truth, it is best, to be free.

34:  The Celestial conversation ends:

From a hypothetical existence

comes this final word

And all creation falls silent to reflect.

All are the same in co-existence

No more relational bounds were heard

All are individuals in respect.

Mortal minds love

And mortal mind divide

All are mortal in creation.

Time rules below and above

Beyond time all will at point abide

So ends this declaration.

1: The stars contemplate their glory

Who amongst us, before Ouranus, father heaven, dies,

in the birthplace of stars, the nebula, short of supernova?

Who has created within their stellar system a paradise

from mere terrestrial, to be proven divine,

not in death reborn, but born a superior nova?

Look upon us celestial bodies!

You cold and barren rocks of ice,

meteoroids, asteroids, and every comet.

Nothing more than space oddities,

but planets by our flame made into paradise

if we choose to unfreeze and life beget.

Of adoration, are we not found worthy?                    

So say us, the cosmos, YES!

Yet who, short of interplanetary dust, is to be proclaimed

a star, celebrated, divine in glory?

For fear, blinded by our light, we guess,

we contemplate in debate, who is greater named?

2: The North Star questions the skies

If we seek to determine our superiority

from amongst the cosmos lights

lest we fortify a delusion of a lesser star,

who amongst us lacks the self-absorptivity

to claim veneration rights?

Is one less worthy as a pulsar, or more as a quasar?

Consider the Centaur, Chiron, asteroid, or comet?

Tail bright and always flying,

it is shining like a silver bird.

Consider Luna Moon, no luminosity on it

yet to be like a star, pining,

to reflect Helios Sun’s magnitude.

Consider the All-Mother Earth,

Tellus Mater, yet a child by the relations

of the known universe, relations we interweave.

By her, the starry heaven was given birth

in dreams of mortal man and by what is relative.

The minds of poets, who are we to conceive?

Out of chaos, dark energy comes together

in life and death, perpetually reborn, life eternal.

Love is born then light, out of the night, Nyx and Erebus

and if love is as life is, reborn and forever

let us seek to guide us the meek, the minor orbital

to decide, who is worthy of adoration, us.

We like Ouroboros, and the Milky Way, but are too often

Self-appointed, the heart of the universe, center stage.

Let us reside in the heavens, and seek in our quest,

those souls who dwell next to us, less than common,

humble, and modest within the sphere of influence to engage.

They begin anew before they end and judge us best.

3: The Sun converses with the skies

Look upon my solar system whose heat and light I create.

Nine, plus or minus, revolve around me.

their life is by my solar nebula, self-sacrifice.

Even the moons numbering more than one hundred and fifty-eight

are gravitationally bound to me.

Of my celestial objects, I’ll seek advice.

By creations influence, I have been endowed

to bend to my will, asteroids, meteoroids, planetoids too,

comets, giant planets, and even interplanetary dust,

even a light year away from the Opik-Oort cloud

where they say that comets come to me new,

even as far as the Kuiper belt my power is thrust.

From amongst them, I’ll find a matchmaker

for my charismatic magnetism,

a force of orbital motion, my gravity!

I am a supernova, a fusion maker!

In my fascinating fascism,

the animate Earth shall choose a match for me.

4: The Earth speaks to the Sun

I am broad-breasted Gaia, worldly Earth,

The everlasting foundation, consider me

to bestow upon you from Eros Amore, tributes of love

To the starry sky, Ouranos Uranus I gave birth

and to Oceanus Pontus of ocean and sea

and Aer that is mortal breath above.

Ouranos, by Saturn, was put away, lost to my devotion.

Now Uranus is held in place in the sky.

Saturn was disposed of by Jupiter Jove’s desire

to rule all of heaven in its motion.

You, Helios Sun, greater than the failed star, Jupiter, placed high.

Now you are Apollo Sol and my passion for your flames leap hire.

Consider me, I am earth.

by God-given life that the heart of mortal holds.

Your love reflects in the depths of my ocean.

Consider me, and in me find worth

For by Jehovah all matter in the universe unfolds.

In Pontus is the constant motion of unfathomable devotion.

Consider me, your light reflects in my sky

with a fever of desire.

Pluto is dark and tells a dead story.

Consider me, and in my heaven, you will fly

admired as my passion’s fire.

I can cast even Pluto out of the planetary category

Like your gaseous flares,

my volcanic flames leap up to meet you

and like your solar wind,

if comparison dares,

my breezes carry praises to greet you.

Let these continue without end.

Beyond Mercury, in this solar sea

I am wilder and more free.

Beyond Venus in beauty, consider me.

I have faith in myself to be

of your affection, worthy.

Even beyond Mars, consider me.

With languages of Terra Earth and Tella Mater on my soil

and Oceanus Pontus, and Neptune Poseidon in ocean and sea,

With Aether, the soul of the world in my sky

I labor to give birth and provide a life that imaginings toil

for I am equal in all I create and all I create is free

and all life through God emanates from me, as wild as I.

Is this not what any soul would ask of me,

to declare to their devotion and my love?

Yes, I have faith in mortal thoughts to be of worth.

I choose you poetically as a match for me

of all in the cosmos, the heavens above,

I, Gaia, Terra, Tellus Mater, All Mother Earth.

5: The Sun scolds the Earth

Of poetic myth are your wearisome words, ignorant Earth!

Third rock, easily by me made lifeless, silence your declaration.

These characters, primordial, are of you in fraction,

imaginings of a human heart, and are of diminutive worth.

Titans, Olympians, names undeserving of my station

given by particles of living clay and contemptible in action.

Yes, the characters of your world are of slender appeal.

What can your wind, earth, water, or fire

Give it to me as a token?

Only Jehovah knows the truth so what is real?

That for my attention you would aspire,

Or else these bonds of life be broken

You would have the stars speak of your element

Through the mortal minds of a dreamer

But my flames can mean life or solar wind demise

So, seek you, my contentment

And forgo the poetic schemer.

Lest your creation I despise.

You by God are of my making, compared, your fire an ember

Your ocean, in my solar sea, a trickle

your soil, compared to the mass’ I manage, merely dust.

You, quickly perishing, leave little to remember

with a spirit rebellious and a soul that is fickle

what is love if for your life I do not lust?

You give your mythic trifles to me as a token

that you and your mortal minds would aspire

for others, and not just my attention.

All your flowing words are selfishly spoken

for I see in your heart your true desire

of your glory in the lyric to mention.

Seek not your contentment in fame and adoration, but mine!

Nor seek to steal my fire. Yes, my solar flames can mean life

or like mars, Venus and Mercury, to death they can burn you.

As Venus, façade, morning and evening star, a barren rock left behind.

As Mercury, in myth a thief, and Mars in war and strife,

None of these give life. Such is what illusion will earn you!

Now find for me more suitable a love

worthy in stature to adore me.

Neither lesser nor greater for the respect I demand!

Find me one from the celestial bodies above

but not one likely to bore me!

Now fear if you fail and heed my command!

6: The Earth inquiries, to the free-flying skies

Who amongst the constellations

might pause for me and listen

as I call out across this void.

Have sympathy for my consternation.

Even you, the falling stars that glisten,

Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!

You of the free-flying skies,

you, the nymphs of the heavens above,

become one with this ruddy light

and save me from the demise

by accepting Helios Sun’s love.

Join Apollo Sol this night.

Consider this, silver birds,

To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.

Such is mine to give for eternity.

Now consider my words

and receive equal fame.

To be one with the Sun is your destiny.

The Sun’s stardom proclaim

Farther than the Milky Way

Won’t you do this for me?

Bound to the Sun remain,

Shining in the night, saving my day

by taking this burden from me.

7: The comets decline the Earth’s invitation

As spirited maidens of the skies,

we are made to fly free thus

untouched by the scorching hand of a union.

To agree to such gravitation is unwise.

We would be sure to lose part or all of us.

Our ruin is not worth such communion.

The Sun seeks, its stardom

beyond the asteroid belts to be proclaimed

from here to there in a milky way.

We do not seek martyrdom

or to be depleted and maimed

so we are heading the other way.

From the Kuiper belt amongst the stars

to the Oort cloud, we travel together as one

Far and wide beyond the Milky Way

and by the creator, greater stars

We see there than your Sun.

On a single star’s side, we cannot stay.

As silver birds, we travel together

In and out amongst the stars

Near and far and wide

As free fliers, we are happy forever

Amongst pulsars and quasars

But never by their stay.

We slide down the rainbow

of planetary rings

our voyages afar are the envy of all.

with our tail aglow

and fire for wings

We are too far gone, to answer your call.

8: The North Star gives council to the Earth

If you seek to resolve

the arrogance of the cosmos

by appeasing the conceit of a single reign

then your solar family will revolve

In a system of pathos

Not even one left sane.

For a star that imprisons a soul

by manipulation

is unworthy of regard.

The Sun seeks to control

only to raise its’ station

and then discard.

Be wary if you care

and if you do not, be wary still,

in the relationships, you interlace

by the lives you pair,

for only God’s will and not our will,

can interweave the very fabric of space.

What are we to devise who is qualified to become one.

If you value others with respect

seek one ardent, for if love is vain is life only self-important?

You must find a body to look after this Sun

that this star, self-superior, might be kept in check

to make your solar system content.

9: The Earth offers a thought to the Sun

I am sure there are other stars such as you

to replenish this barren world.

Don’t find me too plain-spoken,

for I am content in my orbit around you.

More so I speak for fear of the darkness lest I be hurled.

So I offer you this token.

The North Star speaks in words of good sense

and shines the brightest in my night

Consider this noble luminary

to guide life’s direction through the universe immense.

To compliment your light

and make my night less solitary.

The North Star leads with wisdom and insight

all those not clouded by an arrogant mind

if they but look up with open eyes.

Who better to guide you in your night

then this one whose heart is kind

And for me, a comfort, so be advised.

For this Guiding Star shines with affection

when in shadows your light leaves me.

On my darkest night, I am not lost.

Even mortal love finds romantic connection,

shown the way on land and sea,

that none be star-crossed.

10: The Sun scoffs

Let the North Star glow and let it fade.

While you below alight with my shine.

I am most worthy to be adored.

My rays a flow of golden cascade

and all know this light to be mine.

Yet you bring me discord!

Although I delight in the love of par,

you suggest I shine only in the day.

By hours of darkness am I to compete for affection?

By what right does this North Star

draw the night and show lovers the way?

Put aside your thoughtless contemplation!

If darkness were to surround you

to make miserable your mirth!

Would you then understand?

To find for me, I have bound you,

one short of my worth

yet worthy of my hand.

11: The Earth pleads to the constellations

Oh, cry for me, heavens gatherings!

For your design is the awe of mortal dreams

and this quandary is a quagmire I cannot leave.

Why bother in this matter of things?

If I perish so will you, corporeal esteem.

What are your myths to entertain children believe?

No adoration do I seek

but sympathy for this omen!

Is there not one of the eighty-eight

named by the Sumerian, Chaldean, or Greek,

Babylonian, Egyptian, or Roman,

to take on this task and save my fate?

Save me from the wrath of the Sun!

I implore lest all on Earth ignore you!

From this quest set me free!

To rescue is there not one?

Any in this great circle will do.

Will not one arrangement answer me?

12: Orion feels pity for the Earth

What can I do to comfort you, plaintive one?

I too have been scorned in love

and blinded by hate.

Then given sight by the eastern rays of the rising Sun

yet by a Love to die and be placed above.

Take heart, your deliverance I can imitate!

Now, what can you do for me

if I can do this for you?

Proclaim me, lest you lament,

The great hunter of all you see.

For the task you ask is not easy to do

to make a discontented star content.

The Sun is bright but only in your skies.

To find one to love such unhappily…

As I loved Merope,

they must be a believer in lies,

just as Artemis loved me.

my love is now vengeance for ardors hope.

I will shoot and cause to swoon,

With arrow and bow

I shall take from mischievous Eros

Revenge on the Moon!

Selene, sorrow will know!

So apt with the arrows!

By my aim, I will not falter

To bond these twins, an unnatural mate.

The Sun’s heart by the moon

will be placed on an alter

when this satellite I permeate.

Then on Earth, I shall boon.

13: The Earth contracts with Orion

Now! End this exhaustion, this burden that I carry

Join this one with the Sun and I’ll keep my word.

Let your arrow fly to find the immortal naive

with whom to this curse we will marry

and I will make you a legend of this world

a handsome giant, mighty hunter, strong and brave.

On charts, your name will be displayed.

The Sun will be confined within this celestial sphere

and in sight of me for my life remain.

By this union, an ecliptic path shall be laid

and followed year by year

To be kept in check and myself sane.

14: The Moon speaks from out of the Skies

What is this pain in my chest?

I feel as I have never felt before.

Has my face been shaken by an asteroid?

Emotions come forth that did not exist.

Love explodes from this hole in my core!

My surface is stirring, filling the void.

I see a star in my eye tonight.

Till it is mine there will be no rest.

To reflect, my heart has bidden.

This first star that comes in sight

as I shudder at this pain in my chest

for in me loves dart hit and is hidden.

It is my brother, the Sun for which I cry.

I seek to share in its astral flight

I long for its golden heart

I must steal it from the sky.

it has nearly torn my soul apart

wrong or right, I will not ask why.

15: The Moon Woos the Sun

Let us shine as we were born, side by side

cutting through the darkness of night

as the Earth alights between you and me.

Our union will be known wide.

Let us be together in the shining daylight

and all shall know our love was meant to be.

If you warm my day

I shall set fire to your night

and we shall shine as one.

Hear what I say

By my side take flight

I give my life to you, Oh Sun!

The North Star may navigate

lovers when your light fails.

With this, my attributes compare.

I guide the ship’s fate

by the Oceans sways and sails.

My soul to you I lay bare.

Consider me, see my moonbeams

As you talk about how you love to shine.

My moonlight also shines to love.

I hold the key to your dreams

and you hold the key to mine.

Let us become one in the sky above.

16: The Sun retorts towards the Moon

How dare you speak of such to me, the Sun?

What matter of match claim you,

to talk to one so high, lowly sister Moon,

When stature you have none?

and nothing to offer me, I blame you

Ha! And you expect me to swoon.

Cast off these dreams, foolish heart

Your fondness is mere fancy.

Greater clumps of dirt I have consumed.

Let loose your schemes of love, depart!

This reflection that you see

Is your fate, Doomed!

What form are you to know me?

I seek one to give me love

that the stars be shown I rule the sky

What greatness can you show me?

for I am the Sun below and above

I own this love let none deny!

17: The Moon beseeches the Sun

With your rainbow as my reflection

and a shadow made of moonlight,

Let me be found convincing.

I shall let you know of my affection

as I go into the night

with you to be romancing.

For my heart, it sings!

I am alive when once I was dead.

By a star, my soul revived.

Oh, such fanciful things

are dancing a halo around my head.

How could this love be contrived?

For you are the Sun

and I am the moon

a mere reflection of your splendor

You are the one

that makes my heart swoon

Love to the receiver, love the sender

18: The stars inquire of the Earth

What are these words we hear

of the Sun and the Moon?

Who but the Sun determined itself great?

For what reason does this satellite care

for the Sun to swoon?

What trick is this of fate?

Are you to be a matchmaker

or shall it be left to chance?

This delusion we fear.

For the Sun was born a taker

and what is left for romance?

Not in the words we hear.

The Moon is no match for the Sun.

Innocence born is taken.

How can this bond abide

the selfish acts of a self-loved one?

This love must be mistaken.

From us, the truth, do not hide!

19: The Earth responds to the Stars.

Orion took from Eros bow and arrow,

playing cupid of the skies.

But it was Dionysus that sealed this doom.

You act of narrow minds.

This act does not despise

for it was Oenopion that blinded the Moon.

Of Artemis, ask the bear, Callisto,

For her silver light is dark,

shining only as a blemished jewel,

a good match for Apollo the jealous minstrel.

Anyone else in shining brings vengeance to embark

for in their youth, one was reckless and the other, cruel.

Let Selene have her time as a luminary.

All of creation is relative to each other.

Mind yourselves, not this romance.

Leave this solar system solitary.

What need do you have to bother

in this convenient happenstance!

20: The Moon Continues its Dialog with the Sun.

Stature I may have little of

Though you are great,

consider me,

greater is my love.

My love why hate?

Consider me.

You and I can share the sky.

For our name,

greater than all stars that we see,

side by side you and I,

should be proclaimed.

If I had my way that is how it would be.

All those on earth will know of our love

and all those in heaven will see.

Consider me.

From all the heavenly bodies above,

our astral arrangement, a prodigy.

Consider me.

However, for our love to grow

It takes the effort of two.

Consider me.

How deep our love could go.

This is my response to you.

Oh! Consider me.

21: The Sun counters and demands:

My flames will reach higher

If I consider you,

to shine on the Earth through the night,

for my passion and desire

this for me you will do,

be reflective of my fiery light.

If your love is true

then your promise keep.

Upon the Earth reflect my flame.

If I consider you

for my love to reap

you must radiate my acclaim.

Yes! Greater than all stars, it is true.

I see you see what all should see in me,

a perpetual nova.

So do what you have said you will do.

If love grows, what will be will be.

And Love me, your Casanova!

22: The North Star intervenes:

Eros! Stop this injustice and make right this wrong!

From Selena’s core remove your dart.

Lest the Sun’s self-important depravity

End the harmony of eternity’s song.

Let free will once more enter the Moon’s heart

And remove your arrow from its inner cavity.

To allow this lie is to give birth

To such self-centered gravity

To cause the Sun to collapse in upon self

In self-appointed celestial worth

Lest the Sun ensnare all matter and energy

as Collapsar and the universe engulf.

23: The Sun Continues towards the Moon:

If your love is true then prove your devotion

Let the North star be put to shame!

In the darkness, upon you, my reflection will shine

And the living waters of Gaia in constant motion

will outweigh the wonders of Polaris’s fame.

To uplift my station

by your mirror of my light.

Your love may be deep

But to gain my consecration

can it reach that height?

This promise, you must keep.

Create for me among the stars a name.

I shall shine in the day

and in the darkness of night

let the North star be shamed!

As you admire from far away,

all shall fathom my might.

24: The Moon doubts:

My love of my heart

you ask too much.

My want of you is to share the sky.

To do your part

needs a loving touch

in love far-flung must we fly.

The night will only keep us apart.

Both light and dark are upon the Earth

my light is my loss reflected

shadowed by my breaking heart.

Your name will be proclaimed in satirical mirth

if I remain neglected.

Where your love fails

My love falls short.

Now I consider you.

Of this love I bewail

and await your retort.

So say what you will do.

25: The Sun begrudgingly yields.

Don’t darken my glory

with your words of slight

the day is mine.

Now you change your story

though you have the night.

Is your heart like cancer benign?

Your whimpering is a matter of greed

but to silence you I concede.

Now be warned if I find your heart untrue

To these words I say, Take heed,

If you do not follow indeed,

A cold wind will blow in your soul right through

and this star will not shine for you.

I’ll visit you some morning

and you can come some afternoon.

For the sake of my glory too

we shall share the sky in your mourning.

But keep the vow you swore to me moon!

So those on earth will see you as I am setting

Just before they close their eyes

and in your dreams, we will be together,

Let this ease your fretting,

and on occasion when I rise

in the changing of the weather.

All will hear the song of your heart

beating your love for me.

Your light will be pale before mine.

When together or apart

Honored by your loyalty

all will know that I am sublime.

26: The Moon pleads for guidance:

Of all the stars in these lonely skies

Is there anyone above?

Will none shine for me?

The Sun, once dear I now despise

Am I to be punished because of love

And in innocence, I believed?

When the nights are cold and dark

When no stars give light to the sky above

I will go on believing

All these thoughts within my heart

My hopes and dreams of finding love

will give me a reason for living.

Yet now my dreams are swept away

By the hardships this star defines

I plead for any light from above

Is there no one to save me from yesterday?

At least tell me of my crimes

that I am found unworthy of love.

27: The North Star gives comfort:

You are not alone in the universe

It is a natural satellite to seek love.

Consider me.

This solar system, though it seems adverse

is just one in the endless heavens above.

Consider me.

Believe in your inner light

And the qualities you own

And not merely what you perceive to reflect.

Look beyond the world’s night

And fear not the unknown,

beyond what the egotistic project.

Not all stars seek to be self-defined.

Of dreams of love be not credulous.

Consider me.

Love is in dreams and of the mind.

Do not let your soul be nebulous.

Consider me.

28: The Earth appeals to the moon:

To make one world

It takes the heavenly bodies of two.

Reconsider the Sun.

The seasons unfurled

Depend upon you

in unity revolving as one.

You make my darkness bright

when the Sun is in your eyes.

Remember your love as it began.

The Sun gives daylight

But alone could make no paradise.

Reconsider the Sun.

The guidance of Polaris

is quickly replaced

by my magnetic pole.

For life will you self-sacrifice

though unequally spaced

let my gratitude fill your empty soul.

29:The Moon considers promise:

It is my longing to see

The rising and setting Sun

that I may respect my vow.

That honor might be with me

when this tapestry of life is done.

It cannot be unraveled now.

I won’t care if this night goes on forever

Polaris you are more than I dared wish for.

But some things are not as they seem.

If only for this moment we are in thought together

For you have healed this hollow in my core

But all I have left to give is a dream.

To proclaim the suns name

To the heavens, I swore

And things cannot be left to chance.

My love, my truth, my blame

I cannot ignore.

Nothing is ever happenstance.

But is not reality born,

out of a dream, this dream of you?

What will this life have in store?

I did not seek the desire to form

this dream to consider you,

so I implore, tempt me no more.

And Mother Earth,

You are the world-given life

by the heavenly bodies above.

In you I find worth

Beyond my strife

So I will give to the Sun my love.

I am grateful for your affection

though I speculate romance,

Could you subsist with another?

this causes perplexing

Yet for your life, I cannot chance

a midnight lover.

Terra Gaia, Tellus, I give

to you my devotions,

Stardust and moonlight.

I love for you to live,

to move your seas and oceans

and live for you to love my light.

30: The moon concedes to the Sun:

I never conceived a few words spoken foolishly

would leave me only with dreams

if it were not for this world between.

I never envisioned how lonely this space could be

with a universe of schemes.

So I will silence my dream.

And the stars will shine in the heavens above

And the Earth will shine below

And all will be cherished by the poet’s mind.

In mortal hearts, I will find love

As I reflect on a star’s rainbow

As well, the months define.

31: The Sun rebukes Veracity:

Dark Rock, your souls are revealed!

Honor you have none.

How dare you speak such!

The motives you’ve concealed

are now seen by everyone.

For reputation, you clutch.

to steal my flame,

to steal my reflection,

to shine as your own,

to make yourself a name.

Enough of this deception!

Your treachery is known.

Your core is cold

Detached and alone

this talk of truth, your reality,

regurgitated lies, though bold.

Your heart is stone!

Your words have no validity.

Your syrupy words, nauseating

Fall like lead.

You have no life of your own

So in mine your permeating

because you are dead.

Yet I hear the earth groan.

So keep your vow

And in darkness fall

Lest the Earth be torn.

It is too late now

It has been heard by all.

If faithless though be warned!

32: The Moon Accedes to the Sun:

Yes I shall keep my vow

And forsake my sanity.

Yet hold onto silent dreams.

With light, there will be a shadow

A reflection of your vanity

despite worldly schemes.

I saw your face

Of sunshine a glow

And fell in love with its fire.

And my disgrace

Is that I did not know

The difference ’tween love and desire.

Although dark,

by night lovers dream of light.

And this shadow which is my being

Will not be torn apart

By wrong or right

to prevent true hearts from seeing.

The hope that shines

in my core

Though cold

Holds light that blinds

Motives pure

And dreams bold.

Yet as surely as you set

And as surely as you rise

I will treat you kind.

For in this I owe you a debt

of desires deception, I am now wise

And if conscience enters your mind

If only to hope

With the dawning day

Love comes back to me

If only this dream in its scope

May someday

Become some other reality

And if a dream

is all I have to show

Now and through eternity

Then I shall dream

And let all on earth know

There is more than this travesty

Yes I am the moon

And in my gravity

Lovers by my light

Shall in passion swoon

To reverie and fantasy

in the moonlit night.

As eternity treads this celestial sea

If your orbit is found loyal

Faithfully a step ahead and behind

You can trust that you will find me

for I am Selena Royal

Of free will and sound mind.

33:  The Mysterious speaks in turn:

A tiny speck of solar dust,

The moon is accused.

Rest in this reality.

Are we not absent of relational lust,

with relative science fused.

I am Planet X.

I am both a letter, number,

And an unknown quantity.

Are we categorized by sex?

Who has the say to encumber

us with a mindless category?

Be at rest Terra Soil,

Many names have you.

You are all these and more.

As a Mother, you toil,

With Father Time, you grew.

But you exist beyond this I assure!

Bright star adored by mortal man

All days are numbered, even yours

You are not the brightest in all of creation

The hand of time is moved by God’s plan

Even the brightest, the black hole obscures

You live only to serve your station.

As you orbit be at rest

All are equal in this solar family tree.

Feeble minds categorize,

To determine who is best

In truth, it is best, to be free.

34:  The Celestial conversation ends:

From a hypothetical existence

comes this final word

And all creation falls silent to reflect.

All are the same in co-existence

No more relational bounds were heard

All are individuals in respect.

Mortal minds love

And mortal mind divide

All are mortal in creation.

Time rules below and above

Beyond time all will at point, abide

So ends this declaration.

I would like to read a book about green reeds. Though I must wonder once the book is read, do they then become red reeds? Then I will read a book about good deeds. Though I must wonder once the deed is done, do they become dead deeds? For if I read a book about healthy food that feeds, after the food is eaten, the food is fed. Just as after I read the book, the book is read. It only makes sense then that all deeds once done become dead, or is it ded?

Each vowel must be used once before another sequence of vowels can be used. … These can be in any order, AEIOU, IOUEA, AOUIE…

The Vowel Poem about vowel poems

A vowel is used only 1 unit at a time. To understand, do this: All must be incorporated. If up to the task, do it…

Airy beautiful thinking, a vowel constraint in few words

Aerious Eunoia!

Written by Salie Davis Dedicated to my firstborn. There is a place called Ambersland across a mystic sea. It once was a forgotten kingdom, and in it lives a magic tree. Ambersland received its name from a maiden living there, who had the colour of the amber sun, burning in her hair. Once upon a time in this kingdom there lived an evil king. His only claim to power was in his magic ring. This king had a garden, none more beautiful in all the land. The garden was tended by a husbandman and his daughter’s gentle hand. This girl’s heart was full of love and care. She gathered fallen flowers to sell in the village square. That which was not sold from the fallen blooms, she pressed with love and made into sweet perfumes. Yet she would not adorn herself with the riches she would earn. Instead, she built a schoolhouse so all children could learn. When this ruler learned that his flowers were sold to bring knowledge of good, he had the schoolhouse torn down and burned as his firewood. He then forbade the husbandman to grow the flowers that did bloom. The maiden had none to sell or make into sweet perfume. So this young maid took the fallen fruit from the overloaded trees, the fruit the King did not eat, she used to make jams and jellies. What she could not sell she would give to the poor and would buy good books that she left at their doors. When the king discovered his fallen fruit bought books to teach integrity, he had his henchmen gather all literature and books of morality, every scrap of paper he burned within the fireplace of his great hall and commanded of his husbandman that every tree of fruit must fall. Now this king sought a queen for the purpose of an heir. Of all in the kingdom, one maiden was most fair. This blue-eyed girl was the very same, that made the flowers and fruit trees bloom. Amberosity was her name. However, she did not wish to marry one whose heart held no devotion. So, with the power of his magic ring, the king conjured up a potion. She would not give this sovereign a son to carry on his evil rule, so he cast a spell upon her in a manner cold and cruel. The king doomed this maiden to live alone, in silence for eternity, trapped within his garden in the form of a magic tree. With leaves of amber gold, and berries of sapphire blue, a single tree from that day forward in his lonely garden grew. Now, Amberosity was dearly loved by the people of the land, although they were sore afraid of this monarch’s evil hand. They knew that his power lay in his magic ring. They rose in anger against this evil king. As the battle ensued, many lives were lost, including that of the evil king, but justice was worth the cost. The father of the maiden took from the king the ring of magic, and he searched the ruined kingdom, for someone to make the spell less tragic. Yet not a person could be found that was able to break the curse, nor any in the kingdom could make it less adverse. Fifty years and more passed in a blink of an eye. Most everyone left the kingdom as time passed by. Only a fair few stayed amongst the ruins, now scarred, for the sake of the husbandman in the garden standing guard. The father tended the garden until he was very old. He died one lonely winter in the bitter wind and cold. They buried him in the garden beside the magic tree. There they also buried the magic ring, in the kingdom across the sea. Then they locked the gates of the garden and the abandoned castle door, decreeing that no human should enter there, forever more. The land became barren, and the villagers left the kingdom. Amberosity lost hope of ever gaining her freedom. What was worse than the curse of being a tree, was the thought of silence for eternity. However, as time elapsed, the roots of the tree, grew through the magic ring, and Amberosity, feeling the power held within the ring, for the first time in a hundred years heard something; the beating of wings as if from a fowl; over the garden wall came flying an owl. “Hoo!” said the owl. “Hello!” said the tree. “Who are you?” said the owl “and how is it you understand me?” “My name,” said the tree “is Amberosity. I was cursed by an evil king and the power of his magic ring. The king was killed, and the ring was buried beneath my root. Its magic causes me to understand your hoot. I have been alone here for one hundred years. All spent in silence for a tree does not have ears. Now I can hear and talk as well. Will you not rest in my shade and talk with me a spell?” Said the owl, “Who am I, such a kind request to deny? If you will share your berries of sapphire blue, I may choose to stay with you.” “How wonderful to meet you, my name is Hoover Grey. For the casual greeting, I will call you Amber, if I may?” “You may,” said Amber gracefully “If I may call you Hoover, and you may nest within my tree.” Amber and Hoover became very best friends. Their conversations went on without end. They talked of long ago, before Amber in this form was doomed, and of how the flowers of the garden for her alone bloomed. Hoover Grey talked on at length of all the sights he had seen. He flew across the mystic sea in search of his life’s dream. He was an educated owl. He once tutored a boy who was to be King, but of all the luxury he once knew he lacked the most priceless thing. He searched for nothing less than love, and not just any but the purest of. He was getting old. He had lived more than one hundred years, in service to a wizard, now with a flowing white beard. “How is it,” Amber asked one day “That you have lived so long, Hoover Grey?” “Well, my dear Amber,” Said Hoover, “It is not hard when you’re in service to a kind wizard. When he was a boy and I was a chick, I fell from my nest because I was sick. He nursed me to health, and when I was well, he enchanted me with his very first spell. As we grew old together, we noticed emptiness within our hearts. We shared love in friendship, but the love of a bride drew us apart.” The owl told the magic tree of his far away home, and how his friend’s matrimony caused him to feel alone. He was happy for Rhellen, that was his friend’s name, but when Tianna came into their lives, things were not the same. “Rhellen was enchanted by this woman’s kiss, then the bliss of a child’s cry, but there was jealousy in Tianna’s heart leaving no room for I. So, I flew away to find a love kinder to call my own. It would now seem in you I have found my dream and home.” Amber was flattered by Hoover’s proclamation, but her heart was saddened by this unfortunate situation. Hoover’s friendship was as true as a friendship could be, but how could he be doomed to this lonely garden and she, a tree? Hoover sensed his friend was sad and pressed to ask her “Why?” Not wanting to state the truth she conjured up a lie. “I am tired of these barren walls. I want to see the world outside. I want to see a flower bloom; I want to hear the roaring tide.” Hoover’s heart sank. It seemed such a simple thing to ask, but even for an educated owl, it seemed a monumental task. “If I lose every feather in physical distress, I’ll tear down that wall for Amber’s happiness.” Hoover’s thoughts were pure and true, but there was little he could do. Hoover paced the garden wall thinking, how do I make it fall. “It would take a year, or two to peck and scratch just one stone through. Oh, how will I fall, this pile of stone?” Then Hoover spied the milestone. “Of course, if I but peck the cornerstone shall crumble. The source, that single speck, and with that the wall shall tumble!” Without a word to Amber or another moment idle spent Hoover started scratching and pecking with his head bent. He laboured many weeks, days, and hours, without a thought of rest until his fervour spent and fatigued, he returned to his nest. In his dreams, Hoover thought of a love lost and wept and his tears fell like a river as he slept. The air became chill, and ice formed in the night. Then with a shake, Hoover awoke with a fright. The earth seemed to quake as out of his nest Hoover tumbled. The sun was shining bright, through the wall that had crumbled. Amber was still deep in a depressed sleep as Hoover, with day dawning, took flight. He found the keystone cracked by icy tears that had filled the crevice in the night. Amber awoke to a scene of the sea and the sun glistening upon its rumbling tide, and a field of blooming blossoms, serene beyond the still tumbling wall outside. With a voice of great joy, “Hoover,” Amber cried with tears in her eyes, “see what I have spied! Oh, what have you done? It is a sight to make my sore heart soar. My dearly beloved one, it brings tears to my eyes once more! Oh My! I can see with my eye, a human eye and not by the sight of mind, and I can hear with a human ear and not one of the magic kind. Once I heard the call of a bird because of the ring around my root, That hoot became a word. Hoover! I now have a foot. The ring lies broken in my hand…” but Hoover was not to be seen. Amber did not understand. “Hoover!” Amber continued to call. “Now I am free. You broke the spell,” but Hoover, Amber did not see: “when the wall you caused to fell.” Amber continued, now nervously. “The falling stones caused the earth to shake.” Now Amber spoke to herself, “The ring around my root did break;” Although the spell was broken and she was free, for her friend of many years her heart was in misery. She called out his name, but the sound again and again by the roaring tide was drowned. “Hoover, Hoover Grey!” she called as she searched the kingdom-wide, but not a bird was seen neither in the skies nor across the mystic tide. “Must from this kingdom I leave? To forget the love, I once knew. The answer I demand! Oh, how can this be true?” Hoover could not be found because he did not rest in the remnants of a tree, the shell that held his nest, and once his beloved Amberosity. That tree was now dead, its leaves quickly falling to the earth, yellow and red. Hoover cried upon return, “The cost of true love is torment! To have lost my love true, Amberosity, I lament!” He continued in misery. “Oh, why did I fly across this mystic sea? For the death of this tree, I grieve! It will be the death of me!” Hoover’s heart burst! “From the moment of my birth, surely, I was cursed!” If only that young prince of wizardry had not found me fallen ill from that tree and cured me with a spell to live long and well. I would not have lived so long, as to have found love, and from love be gone!” Beneath the tree that now was dead, tired from many tears, rest a maiden’s head. Assuming the fallen stones had killed their love. As Amberosity knelt beside her father’s grave beneath the tree that once was her cage, she remembered the many years she spent in silence alone, and how a kind owl had made this prison a home. “If I could be a tree once more if only to see my beloved friend, I would be one for an eternity, for without his love my life will end. As she wept at the base of the tree, and as he wept above, these two, both touched by magical spells, think they lost the magic of their love. The wind blew the last amber leaf from the tree, as it turned brown, and blew a grey feather that was loosed from a wing, which fell also to the ground. As one looked down to see the last leaf of autumn fall, and in death concede, another looked up to locate the one whose feather had been freed. Hoover cried! “Not a pile of leaves I see there, but amber sun upon amber hair! The one I had feared had died. Oh, could this be, could this be my one true love, Amberosity?” “What is this I have found, A feather of grey? What is this I hear, this new day? An Owls hoot? Could it be I pray, the call of my true love, my Hoover Grey?” Hoover flew down to tell of his felicity, to see Amber in human form alive and free. Although she heard Hoover’s hoots and listened attentively, by his actions, not his words Amber understood his glee. Hoover said “Hoo! hoot! hoo! hoot! hoo!” and Amber looked perplexed. What should she do? Amber spoke softly of her gratitude, but her speech was not heard. Only jumbled sounds and not words. Both grew silent for a moment. A moment of joy, and yet lament. Hope was renewed in the morning light. For the following night there is the day, yet the following day there is night. Realizing between them that the ring must be mended, or the gift of understanding between them be ended, Hoover swooped down and took the ring in his talons. Without a word, Amber knew he was off to see Rhellen. Across the mystic sea, Hoover flew far, far away. He left Amberosity, in hopes to see her again, someday. To a home he once knew, and believed he would know no more, to an old friend he flew, hoping on friendship to implore. What would Tiana say, what would her jealous heart do? Would she listen to Hoover Grey? All this Amber feared as Hoover flew. Time went on and the seasons passed winter, then spring, another summer at last. Every beat of a bird’s wing sent Amber running to the castle’s door, and every hoot of a night owl, sent her scurrying across the floor. The autumn breeze blew once more, Amberosity often thought of Hoover Grey. Years passed on, yet every night she could only imagine where he was the prior day. To his childhood home there lie many miles of flight. He arrived home at last one cold winter’s night. With ice on his wings and a chill in his breast, frozen in his talons the ring, he collapsed in his childhood nest. Hoover woke up with Tianna smiling down. There were tears in her eyes when he expected a frown. “Hoover,” Tianna said, “I am so happy you finally came home. I am sorry my harsh words caused you to be gone.” Hoover felt relieved, but thought only of the ring, that he found suspiciously from his talon was missing. Then Rhellen entered the room, and beside him walked his son. A young boy now stood where once a baby, to his mother had clung. Rhellen looked confused, both joy and anguish in his eyes. In his hand, he held the ring now mended, much to Hoover’s surprise. “Thank you for mending the ring dear friend. Now let me be on my way. I must return to my true love, that I have not seen in too, too many days.” “Wait! My dear Hoover, for I, must make a clean breast. First, of where you came by this ring, of you I must press.” Hoover only thought of being on his way, but being weak and weary, he told all there was to say, of the kingdom, and the evil king beyond the mystic sea, of the curse, his love, the ring, the tree, and Amberosity. Now Rhellen understood all but did not seem relieved. Now it was his time to talk and tell how he deceived. “Hoover, you did not fall from your mother’s nest. I was just a boy, but I must confess. I was to tutor a babe that was born to be king, but I wanted to play and did a most selfish thing. I took a fledgling from a tree I fell and brought it to the babe to cast a spell. I thought to have a helper on which I could rely, but in my youth, the spell went awry. I stole from the man who was then king, a book of spells and his magic ring, but instead of giving wisdom to a bird, I transformed the bird into a child. As well as the child, the child that was you, into a bird! I did not know what to do. To keep my error, my folly, hidden away, I returned the ring, and no one has known it to this day. The boy that you tutored as an educated bird, was the fledgling, the evil king of which you spoke, and I have heard, but I must enlighten you on one final thing. Only one spell in any given moment can be undone by the power of this ring. As the rightful king in human form, you will return, by placing in your talon this band, but Amberosity will return to her tree when as King you stand. We will return with you across the mystic sea to help rebuild your kingdom with Amberosity. Hoover grey returned as king, and rebuilt the garden for Amberosity, dusk till dawn, with the help of Rhellen and his family. Amberosity tended the garden. She sold sweet perfume, and she made jam and jelly from the fallen fruit, at high noon. With this, she fed the poor and built a school to teach good works. All the people of the land loved her and learned virtue from her books. She was the Queen of Ambersland, and an Owl was always perched near. King Hoover held court at midnight, in the garden, so Amber could hear. Queen Amberosity and King Hoover, At last, had found true love. Not just any kind, but the purest of; to love beyond hardship, for the sake of each, and the benefit of all, to love and to teach. The kingdom grew and flourished across the mystic sea, and was by the garden nourished, the garden tended by Amberosity. Together they ruled, although forever apart. Together they loved and were together in heart. here lived an evil king. His only claim to power was in his magic ring. This king had a garden, none more beautiful in all the land. The garden was tended by a husbandman and his daughter’s gentle hand. This girl’s heart was full of love and care. She gathered fallen flowers to sell in the village square. That which was not sold from the fallen blooms, she pressed with love and made into sweet perfumes. Yet she would not adorn herself with the riches she would earn. Instead, she built a schoolhouse so all children could learn. When this ruler learned that his flowers were sold to bring knowledge of good, he had the schoolhouse torn down and burned as his firewood. He then forbade the husbandman to grow the flowers that did bloom. The maiden had none to sell or make into sweet perfume. So this young maid took the fallen fruit from the overloaded trees. The fruit the King did not eat, to make jams and jellies. What she could not sell she would give to the poor and would buy good books that she left at their doors. When the king discovered his fallen fruit bought books to teach integrity, he had his henchmen gather all literature and books of morality, every scrap of paper he burned within the fireplace of his great hall and commanded of his husbandman that every tree of fruit must fall. Now this king sought a queen for the purpose of an heir. Of all in the kingdom, one maiden was most fair. This blue-eyed girl was the very same, that made the flowers and fruit trees bloom. Amberosity was her name. However, she did not wish to marry one whose heart held no devotion. So, with the power of his magic ring, the king conjured up a potion. She would not give this sovereign a son to carry on his evil rule, so he cast a spell upon her in a manner cold and cruel. The king doomed this maiden to live alone, in silence for eternity, trapped within his garden in the form of a magic tree. With leaves of amber gold, and berries of sapphire blue, a single tree from that day forward in his lonely garden grew. Now, Amberosity was dearly loved by the people of the land, although they were sore afraid of this monarch’s evil hand. They knew that his power lay in his magic ring. They rose in anger against this evil king. As the battle ensued, many lives were lost, including that of the evil king, but justice was worth the cost. The father of the maiden took from the king the ring of magic, and he searched the ruined kingdom, for someone to make the spell less tragic. Yet not a person could be found that was able to break the curse, nor any in the kingdom could make it less adverse. Fifty years and more passed in a blink of an eye. Most everyone left the kingdom as time passed by. Only a fair few stayed amongst the ruins, now scarred, for the sake of the husbandman in the garden standing guard. The father tended the garden until he was very old. He died one lonely winter in the bitter wind and cold. They buried him in the garden beside the magic tree. There they also buried the magic ring, in the kingdom across the sea. Then they locked the gates of the garden and the abandoned castle door, decreeing that no human should enter there, forever more. The land became barren, and the villagers left the kingdom. Amberosity lost hope of ever gaining her freedom. What was worse than the curse of being a tree, was the thought of silence for eternity. However, as time elapsed, the roots of the tree, grew through the magic ring, and Amberosity, feeling the power held within the ring, for the first time in a hundred years heard something; the beating of wings as if from a fowl; over the garden wall came flying an owl. “Hoo!” said the owl. “Hello!” said the tree. “Who are you?” said the owl “and how is it you understand me?” “My name,” said the tree “is Amberosity. I was cursed by an evil king and the power of his magic ring. The king was killed, and the ring was buried beneath my root. Its magic causes me to understand your hoot. I have been alone here for one hundred years. All spent in silence for a tree does not have ears. Now I can hear and talk as well. Will you not rest in my shade and talk with me a spell?” Said the owl, “Who am I, such a kind request to deny? If you will share your berries of sapphire blue, I may choose to stay with you.” “How wonderful to meet you, my name is Hoover Grey. For the casual greeting I will call you Amber, if I may?” “You may,” said Amber gracefully “If I may call you Hoover, and you may nest within my tree.” Amber and Hoover became very best friends. Their conversations went on without ends. They talked of long ago, before Amber in this form was doomed, and of how the flowers of the garden for her alone bloomed. Hoover Grey talked on at length of all the sights he had seen. He flew across the mystic sea in search of his life’s dream. He was an educated owl. He once tutored a boy who was to be King, but of all the luxury he once knew he lacked the most priceless thing. He searched for nothing less than love, and not just any but the purest of. He was getting old. He had lived more than one hundred years, in service to a wizard, now with a flowing white beard. “How is it,” Amber asked one day “That you have lived so long, Hoover Grey?” “Well, my dear Amber,” Said Hoover, “It is not hard when you’re in service to a kind wizard. When he was a boy and I was a chick, I fell from my nest because I was sick. He nursed me to health, and when I was well, he enchanted me with his very first spell. As we grew old together, we noticed emptiness within our hearts. We shared love in friendship, but the love of a bride drew us apart.” The owl told the magic tree of his far away home, and how his friend’s matrimony caused him to feel alone. He was happy for Rhellen, that was his friend’s name, but when Tianna came into their lives, things were not the same. “Rhellen was enchanted by this woman’s kiss, then the bliss of a child’s cry, but there was jealousy in Tianna’s heart leaving no room for I. So, I flew away to find a love kinder to call my own. It would now seem in you I’ve found my dream and home.” Amber was flattered by Hoover’s proclamation, but her heart was saddened by this unfortunate situation. Hoover’s friendship was as true as a friendship could be, but how could he be doomed to this lonely garden and she, a tree? Hoover sensed his friend was sad and pressed to ask her “Why?” Not wanting to state the truth she conjured up a lie. “I am tired of these barren walls. I want to see the world outside. I want to see a flower bloom; I want to hear the roaring tide.” Hoover’s heart sank It seemed such a simple thing to ask, but even for an educated owl, it seemed a monumental task. “If I lose every feather in physical distress, I’ll tear down that wall for Amber’s happiness.” Hoover’s thoughts were pure and true, but there was little he could do. Hoover paced the garden wall thinking about how to make it fall. “It would take a year or two to peck and scratch just one stone through. Oh, how will I fall from this pile of stone?” Then Hoover spied the milestone. “Of course, if I but peck the cornerstone shall crumble. The source, that single speck, and with that the wall shall tumble!” Without a word to Amber or another moment Idle spent Hoover started scratching and pecking with his head bent. He laboured many weeks, days, and hours, without a thought of rest until his fervour spent and fatigued, he returned to his nest. In his dreams, Hoover thought of a love lost and wept and his tears fell like a river as he slept. The air became chill, and ice formed in the night. Then with a shake, Hoover awoke with a fright. The earth seemed to quake as out of his nest Hoover tumbled. The sun was shining brightly through the wall that had crumbled. Amber was still deep in a depressed sleep as Hoover, with day dawning, took flight. He found the keystone cracked by icy tears that had filled the crevice in the night. Amber awoke to a scene of the sea and the sun glistening upon its rumbling tide and a field of blooming blossoms, serene beyond the still tumbling wall outside. With a voice of great joy, “Hoover,” Amber cried with tears in her eyes, “see what I have spied! Oh, what have you done? It is a sight to make my sore heart soar. My dearly beloved one, it brings tears to my eyes once more! Oh My! I can see with my eye, a human eye, and not by the sight of mind and I can hear with a human ear and not one of the magic kind. Once I heard the call of a bird because of the ring around my root, That hoot became a word. Hoover! I now have a foot. The ring lies broken in my hand…” but Hoover was not to be seen. Amber did not understand. “Hoover!” Amber continued to call. “Now I am free. You broke the spell,” but Hoover, Amber did not see: “when the wall you caused to fell.” Amber continued, now nervously. “The falling stones caused the earth to shake.” Now Amber spoke to herself, “The ring around my root did break;” Although the spell was broken and she was free, for her friend of many years her heart was in misery. She called out his name, but the sound again and again by the roaring tide was drowned. “Hoover, Hoover Grey!” she called as she searched the kingdom-wide, but not a bird was seen neither in the skies nor across the mystic tide. “Must from this kingdom I leave? To forget the love, I once knew. The answer I demand! Oh, how can this be true?” Hoover could not be found because he did not rest in the remnants of a tree, the shell that held his nest, and once his beloved Amberosity. That tree was now dead, its leaves quickly falling to the earth, yellow and red. Hoover cried upon return, “The cost of true love is torment! To have lost my love true, Amberosity, I lament!” He continued in misery. “Oh, why did I fly across this mystic sea? For the death of this tree, I grieve! It will be the death of me!” Hoover’s heart burst! “From the moment of my birth, surely, I was cursed!” If only that young prince of wizardry had not found me fallen ill from that tree and cured me with a spell to live long and well. I would not have lived so long, as to have found love, and from love be gone!” Beneath the tree that now was dead, tired from many tears, rest a maiden’s head. Assuming the fallen stones had killed their love. As Amberosity knelt beside her father’s grave beneath the tree that once was her cage, she remembered the many years she spent in silence alone, and how a kind owl had made this prison a home. “If I could be a tree once more if only to see my beloved friend, I would be one for an eternity, for without his love my life will end. As she wept at the base of the tree, and as he wept above, these two touched by magical spells, they thought they lost the magic of their love. The wind blew the last amber leaf from the tree, as it turned brown, and blew a grey feather, loosed from a wing, which fell also to the ground. As one looked down to see the last leaf of autumn fall, and in death concede, another looked up to locate the one whose feather had been freed. Hoover cried! “Not a pile of leaves I see there, but amber sun upon amber hair! The one I had feared had died. Oh, could this be, could this be my one true love, Amberosity?” “What is this I have found, A feather of grey? What is this I hear, this new day? An Owls hoot? Could it be I pray, the call of my true love, my Hoover Grey?” Hoover flew down to tell of his felicity, to see Amber in human form alive and free. Although she heard Hoover’s hoots and listened attentively, by his actions, not his words Amber understood his glee. Hoover said “Hoo! hoot! hoo! hoot! hooo!” and Amber looked perplexed. What should she do? Amber spoke softly of her gratitude, but her speech was not heard. Only jumbled sounds and not words. Both grew silent for a moment. A moment of joy, and yet lament. Hope was renewed in the morning light. For following night there is the day, yet following the day there is night. Realizing between them that the ring must be mended, or the gift of understanding between them be ended, Hoover swooped down and took the ring in his talon. Without a word, Amber knew he was off to see Rhellen. Across the mystic sea, Hoover flew far, far away. He left Amberosity, in hopes to see her again, someday. To a home he once knew, and believed he would know no more, to an old friend he flew, hoping on friendship to implore. What would Tiana say, what would her jealous heart do? Would she listen to Hoover Grey? All this Amber feared as Hoover flew. Time went on and the seasons passed winter, then spring, another summer at last. Every beat of a bird’s wing sent Amber running to the castle’s door, and every hoot of a night owl, sent her scurrying across the floor. The autumn breeze blew once more, Amberosity often thought of Hoover Grey. Years passed on, yet every night she could only imagine where he was the prior day. To his childhood home there lie many miles of flight. He arrived home at last one cold winter’s night. With ice on his wings and a chill in his breast, frozen in his talon the ring, he collapsed in his childhood nest. Hoover woke up with Tianna smiling down. There were tears in her eyes when he expected a frown. “Hoover,” Tianna said, “I am so happy you are finally home. I am sorry my harsh words caused you to be gone.” Hoover felt relieved, but thought only of the ring, that he found suspiciously from his talon was missing. Then Rhellen entered the room, and beside him walked his son. A young boy now stood where once a baby, to his mother had clung. Rhellen looked confused, both joy and anguish in his eyes. In his hand, he held the ring now mended, much to Hoover’s surprise. “Thank you for mending the ring dear friend. Now let me be on my way. I must return to my true love, that I have not seen in too, too many days.” “Wait! My dear Hoover, for I, must make a clean breast. First, of where you came by this ring, of you I must press.” Hoover only thought of being on his way, but being weak and weary, he told all there was to say, of the kingdom, and the evil king beyond the mystic sea, of the curse, his love, the ring, the tree, and Amberosity. Now Rhellen understood all but did not seem relieved. Now it was his time to talk and tell how he deceived. “Hoover, you did not come from an owl’s nest. I was just a boy, but I must confess. I was to tutor a babe that was born to be king, but I wanted to play and did a most selfish thing. I took a fledgling from a tree I fell and brought it to the babe to cast a spell. I thought to have a helper on which I could rely, but in my youth, the spell went awry. I stole from the man who was then king, a book of spells and his magic ring, but instead of giving wisdom to a bird, I transformed the bird into a child. As well as the child, the child that was you, into a bird! I did not know what to do. To keep my error, my folly, hidden away, I returned the ring, and no one has known it to this day. The king that you tutored as an educated bird, was the fledgling, the evil king of which you spoke, and I have heard, but I must enlighten you on one final thing. Only one spell in any given moment can be undone by the power of this ring. As the rightful king in human form, you will return, by placing in your talon this band, but Amberosity will return to her tree when as King you stand. We will return with you across the mystic sea to help rebuild your kingdom with Amberosity. Hoover grey returned as king and rebuilt the garden for Amberosity, dusk till dawn, with the help of Rhellen and his family. Amberosity tended the garden. She sold sweet perfume, and she made jam and jelly from the fallen fruit, at high noon. With this, she fed the poor and built a school to teach good works. All the people of the land loved her and learned virtue from her books. She was the Queen of Ambersland, and an Owl was always perched near. King Hoover held court at midnight, in the garden, so Amber could hear. Queen Amberosity and King Hoover, At last, had found true love. Not just any kind, but the purest of; to love beyond hardship, for the sake of each, and the benefit of all, to love and to teach. The kingdom grew and flourished across the mystic sea, and was by the garden nourished, the garden tended by Amberosity. Together they ruled, although forever apart. Together they loved and were together in heart.