Celestial Conversations an epic poem By Salie Davis

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.

Eating in the library is not a good deed.

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?

Two vowel constraint poems

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!

Ambersland

Written by Salie Davis Salie Davis Dedicated to my firstborn. Amberosity in the Rain effect2 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.

The Art of Cultural Communication

Challenges our Leaders Face in the Global Work Community

I was born in a rural town in the northern most part of Maine. I had little cultural awareness as our small town culture was set in its ways, and a good 30 years behind the rest of the country. I knew even less about global culture. Even though Canada was a short drive away, my first impression of that countries culture was my parents telling me to go outside on the weekends until it was time for meals, but not to journey too far into the woods, as I may never come out of them and end up in Canada speaking French.

Now I recruit future team members across all of North America, and have had the privilege to travel the entire expanse of the eastern seaboard working with people across the globe in education and employment. I have valued the many roles I have held in my career with Sitel Group,working from home for over a decade. Sitel Group “employs 160,000 employees across locations in 40 countries, serving 700+ customers in 50+ languages” according to the companies site. That is a statistic that I proudly declare to future employees. It is an amazing feat, to say the least.

I first discovered the need for cultural awareness while working with clients in the US that hired employees from across the continent. These teams were virtually organized and managed. Early on we did phone interviews, and had meetings through teleconferences. I remember one meeting in particular, where our leaders were venting frustrations concerning the written responses phone agents would send to them when they were being supported in chat rooms, and when they spoke to these agents on the phone. The leaders felt these responses were disrespectful, and had decided that the agents who were using this type of communication would receive written disciplinary action. When I heard what the written and verbal offenses were, I had no choice but to intercede.

The agents were referring to the supervisors by their first names, which was standard procedure at the time, however, they were using Mr. and Ms. prior to the first name, such as Ms. Barb, or Mr. John. The leaders were certain they were being mocked because as soon as they would tell one person to use the first name only, later that day or week, someone else would refer to them in the same manner. They felt that this was a serious offense at the level of group organized insubordination, and demanded support in their corrective action plans to discipline the offending employees.

At this time, a majority of our leadership was from the Northern U.S. Hemisphere. We had recently expanded and a large portion of new hires were from Southern U.S. states that we had expanded into. My trips to Miami, and the Florida Keys came in handy in ways I could not have imagined. I remember by first encounter with this cultural trend. A friend and business associate giving us a tour of his business had employees who kept calling him Mr. Monty. I looked at him with such oblivious confusion he had to laugh when in a puzzled voice I asked if the people he was working with knew his last name. He explained to me that in this southern culture they were showing their respect acknowledging his authority by using his first name with a prefix.

Our leaders were about to take disciplinary action against agents for showing them respect.

Should we have then educated the agents, that their way of showing respect was wrong. Should we have enforced that they do it our way, simply because we were the leadership? After all wouldn’t this eliminate future cultural misunderstandings?

Becoming culturally aware in the global and virtual work force is not about standardizing our corporate cultures. This is the first mistake often made and best avoided. Cultural identity is what makes a global company strong. Rather than standardizing our culture, we can incorporate an understanding of what makes us different and acknowledge how those differences give us the competitive edge in the global market. We can do this by understanding how our cultural identity may interfere with communications that are coming from a different cultural identity than our own.

My experience working with a team in the Philippines exemplifies our need to expand our acceptance of differences in written structure and cultural idioms. Working in a combine chat between American leaders and leaders from teams in the Philippines, the habit of team members to be social in the work environment, joking with each other and poking “harmless” fun at our selves and our teams, created a rift that again quickly escalated to the head of the Philippines team wanting to take disciplinary action against the American team members for insubordination. In this situation I was unable to make my observations known as I was at a lower hierarchical level than the Philippines leader. Any observation I made during the meeting would be seen as further disrespect. Instead I called my supervisor into a meeting, explained the cultural issue and he, being equal to the leader in the Philippines was then able to have a private conversation and properly apologize for the misunderstanding. We did not demand that the Philippines team “lighten up”, we did however move our social and jovial team building discussions to a separate format to improve communications with the Philippines team members. We respected their cultural identity for a serious work environment and were even able to invite them to events designed to be specifically social in nature where they could be more relaxed and participate in social group activities.

Even common idioms can cause cultural rifts in team communications. One Operations Management meeting was cut short when one of the leaders from a brick and mortar complex stated they had to leave early in order to “put out some fires”. The Philippines team reacted with genuine concern for the safety of our employees, thinking that the building itself was on fire. This brought about jovial laughter from the American team and further insult to the Philippines team. They went silent and the meeting became non-productive. Due to our insensitivity and unintentional blindness to the cultural identity team members from this other culture valued, this also required follow up meetings to alleviate the damage caused.

My last example, I have learned while working with my Canadian team. Due to the benefits that working from home brings to future employees, we have had the opportunity to tap into human resources from many different cultures and areas, both locally and with immigrant populations. North America is constantly evolving as people from all over the global community settle here and seek to join our work force. Something as simple as differences in accents can manifest itself as a barrier preventing qualified people from promotions or hindering support, even preventing qualified candidates success at the hiring stage. This is due to our unintentional bias and cultural tendency to favor people whose mannerism and speech is similar to ours. Holding employees to correct grammar, pronunciation, and vocabulary, when not directly related to job requirements is culturally insensitive.

We are the leading standard for excellence in Business Process Outsourcing for both Work from Home and as a global corporate community. Learning about other cultures so that we do not project our values onto other individuals on our team is essential to the development of a healthy global corporate community. Culturally diverse teams are often more innovative and offer creative results that benefit the team as a whole. Our goal should be to create a culturally diverse and inclusive work environment through understanding and cultural awareness. This is the art of cultural communication and challenges our leaders face in the global work community.

About the author:

Salie Davis has worked as a virtual employee for over a decade with Sitel Group under Legacy Sykes. Starting as an agent she has served in many roles, working with many diversified teams and clients.

She has three degrees earned through distance learning with active contributions to the global educational community and has shared her creative and written talents through virtual conferences and global communities.

Random type

Random type poem instructions

Random type on a keyboard without looking, hint best to position yourself on the home keys so you don’t type numbers, also try to keep your random letters in short sequences no more than five letters in a row before adding a space.

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 Next use spell check to choose a word from each group. If no words come up add an extra space to separate the group of letters.

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If there are any words you don’t like or are not sure of, optional solution is to use the synonym tool at this point, however do not change words manually, only use your computer programs editing tools for spell check or synonyms

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Now freely move the words around and try to use ALL of the words. Punctuation can be used freely.

Bob wept in awe by way of some odd songs by Kudu-Zap-MPH, but my wise mobs asked God how each owed duty accordingly in citrus size.

A palindrome of 777 words performed virtually in 777 seconds

A Palindrome in 777 words by Salie Davis
Revoke! ‘Tis I, time’s eye.  Finish sin if eyes emit; six a.m.;
Max is noon; 13. 02. 2031, 24. 02. 2042.?
REVILED! EVA’S DOG SWEPT PEWS!
God!
Dias; “Ah!”
Satan said; “Star Di, Asa, Dennis, Natasha, Ron, Maori, Ida, Ed, Hannah,
One Dragon, Eva, Sharon, Naomi, Isa, Emos, Deborah, Royal, Rats, Eros,
Tenet, Dogma, Id, Nacina, Paris, Devil; Sinned!”
Tenet; “God! Too far away! Murmur, murmur;”
Rats; “‘Y? no mere clay, or wonder; Murmur murmur;
Yes! Orders red rum. Redder, Eh? ‘Twas I? Dog! Tonsured rum pots!”
Said; “Murder, Red Rose of Sharon!” He murders red rose! Y?
Dennis said; “sinned?  Did I? Now I won top spot! Ah, Natasha Dias sees dog star. Put it up!” (Sinned.)
“As a god. Fool! A! Wow! ‘ave;‘ave some red rum too?
Fall apart, Natasha!”
Tenet; “Lives evil!”
Dennis; “‘ave some lager?”
Natasha Dias; “Doggy! Dash sin if I deliver Hannah?”
Star Di: “Did I as I? Was I? I was raw Dog! As a devil, I am god deified!”
Dennis said; “Ha! Ron? He lived as a rat’s god.
Wow! I Liven a mood. I roamed under it!
Revolt! Aha!, Live! He said, “as a foe man”, as I live!”
Natasha said; “Did Nacina play, or did moody Ida? So, Ida? Adios!”
“Hey Dad! Are we not drawn onward? ”
Dias said; “Ah! Satan! Rats deliver goddesses! So pay.
Flesh saw a sin. Mad, dastard, Hannah. Raw as a widened dam!”
Hannah; “I madam! I made fool a poor Dog!”
Natasha Dias;  “I !(Moan); go deliver Eh? I saw thee mad!”
Dennis Dias; “Sir, appalls Dog!” (stops);
“Sleep repel! Eros eye, saw Hannah.”
Said Hannah; “Eva! Can I live on?”
“Hannah, O’, No! Ah!”
Satan; “Live dirt up!”
Mom said; “Ha! Robed!”
God; “Live not on evil, Madam Natasha, Madam Hannah, Dias!
Murder Regal Red Rose of Sharon? I name no Devil Dog as selfless!
A Devil! One Dragon! Pupils pull up! No Garden! O!
Norah, regal red rose! Y? Naomi? (Moan); ‘Y doom?”
Sharon Dias; “Mom! Ei! Reverie! Live O’ Devil, never odd or even.
No, it is opposition! ‘Y a period won? Oh!
Who was it I saw? Oh! Who? Ha!”
Ron; “I!”
Eva; “Revolt lover!”
Id; “Rats gnash teeth!”
Sang Star Di; “Do? Do Good’s deeds? Live on? Reviled did I live! God saw!
 I, deified! I was Dog! Evil I did deliver!
No! Evil’s deeds do, O, God! O! Did Rats gnash teeth?”
Sang Star Di; “Revolt! Love! Rave I?”
Norah; “Oh, who was it I saw, Oh who? Now do I repay?
No, it is opposition!
Never odd or even! Live? Do evil? Ei! Reverie!”
Mom said; “Norah’s moody.”
Naomi; “(Moan): Yes. Order lager! Ha! Ron!”
One Dragon; “Pull up? Slip up! No Garden? O’, lived as selfless?
A god lived one man! I!”
Norah’s foes order lager. Red rum.
Said Hannah; “Madam, Ah! Satan! Madam, live not on evil Dog!”
Deborah Dias (Mom); “Putrid evil! Natasha!  O’, No!
Hannah! No evil in a cave.”
Hannah Dias? Hannah was eye sore leper! (peels spots);
God; (sllap!)
Paris said; “Sinned dame? Eh? ‘Twas I! Here, vile Dog!” 
Naomi said; “Ah! Satan! Go droop aloof. Ed, am I mad?
Am I, Hannah? Madden.
Ed, I was. A war.
Hannah; “Drat, sad, Damn!”
Isa; “Wash self. Ya possessed Dog, reviled Star!”
Natasha Dias said; “Drawn onward, to new era!
Dad, Yeh. So.
Ida; “ Adios A! Di, ‘Y doom, Did Royal panic and Id?”
Dias; “Ah!”
Satan; “Evil is a name of Asa!”
Dias; “Eh? Evil! A hat lover,! Tired nude!”
Maori; “Doom an evil! I! Wow! Dog Star as a Devil, eh?”
Norah Dias Sinned. 
Deified Dogma; “I lived as a god. War saw I. I saw! I said I did! Rats!”
Hannah; “Reviled, I finish sad. ‘Y, “G” ,God?”
Said; “Ah!! Satan regal?!”
Emos; “Eva, Sinned. Lives Evil!”
Tenet:;“Ah!”
Satan; “Trap all afoot! Murder!”
Emos;  “Eva!”
Eva; “Wow, Aloof Dog as a!”
Dennis; “Put it up! Rats! God sees!”
Said; “Ah!”
Satan; “Ha! Top spot. Now I won! I did! 
Dennis Dias sinned. Yes! Orders red rum. Eh!”
Norah’s foes order red rum!
Dias; “Stop! Murder us not!”
God; “I saw the redder murders.”
Red Rose; “Y? Rum. Rum. Rum. rum red now.”
Royal; “Ceremony Star! Rum. Rum. Rum. Rum.
Ya! War a foot. Dog! Tenet!”
Dennis; “Lived Sir? A panic!
and I am god! tenet?
Sore Star? lay or?
Ha! robed some, as I, I moan.”
Norah; “Save! No Garden. O!”
Hannah; “Dead, I. I roam.”
Norah; “Satan sinned!”
“A!” said Rats, Dias.
Natasha said; “Dog!”
SWEPT PEWS. GOD SAVE! DELIVER!

Instructions for the performance play-
A STORY OF IDOL WORSHIP AND MURDER
A PERFORMANCE PALINDROME
BY SALIE DAVIS

The names of the characters are spoken by the narrator (the character of Jesus Christ) to draw attention to the actions of the characters or before the specific character speaks. Words sometimes represent actions that are part of the palindrome and are also spoken by the narrator. The only words heard on stage are those that are specific to the palindrome. The story is given detail in actions, in select props, in symbolic wardrobe and in lighting that are all dramatized for effect. The only props needed are pews, pedestals, a cross, a bottle of rum and lager, a small cave and a single chair along with different colored robes, different colored body suits, different colored scarves, which represent various sins (the giving out of such can be simplified according to artistic interpretation), a spotted scarf or one with Velcro attached spots, an identifier for Time, such as a clock or staff and a really big fancy woman’s hat. This play would benefit from music. A musical palindrome would enrich it even more so.
Suggested set up for a one act play-
Initially the stage is dark. (Right and left references are facing the stage.) Pews are at the left of the stage in the mid area of the left side. These hold the Dias family and other church members. These people wear grey robes. Under their grey robes are white body suits or robes. God, dressed in a white robe, is positioned at the left of the stage in the rear area of the left side, on the highest pedestal. God is always represented with a capital “G” just as other characters who try to be idol gods are represented with a lower case “g”.
The Narrator (Jesus Christ) is at the left front, off stage at a podium or on the stage at the left front on a pedestal equal to God. Jesus is also referred to in the play as the Red Rose of Sharon. A cross is set behind him. Jesus is dressed in a white robe. His robe may be trimmed in red at the base and sleeves. A crown of thorns may also be used at this same point in the play in which the crucifixion is represented.
At the center rear of the stage is a set of three low pedestals. The center pedestal of these three is slightly elevated from the ones on either side. This center pedestal is where Star stands. She wears a gold robe.
At the right rear of the stage is another high pedestal, lower than that of God, in which Satan stands. He wears a black robe. The Rats and various Demons are gathered in front of Satan.
The Rats all wear black robes and carry black scarves. The Rats represent the occult members. The Demons all wear body suits. One Dragon wears a red suit with green scarves and represents unrighteous anger and ill temper. Devil wears a green suit with orange scarves and represents confusion and madness. Emos wears a purple suit and blue scarves and represents depression, sadness and being alone. Royal wears a gold suit and purple scarves, representing false rulers, and self appointed power. Eros wears a pink suit with red scarves representing physical desire or empty longing for passion such as the love for drink or other addictions. Tenet wears an orange body suit and silver scarves representing beliefs in a religion that believes in the organization rather than the truth. Dogma wears a silver suit and gold scarves representing authoritative and judgmental doctrine. Id wears a blue suit with pink scarves to represent the instinctual and unconscious nature of sin.
In this same area, out of sight or off to the side, is a chair holding Asa. He wears a nude colored body suit and a big fancy ladies hat. The small cave, big enough to fit one crouched person is also somewhere on stage out of sight with the spotted scarf inside or Velcro spots on a scarf.
The character of “Times Eye” represents time.The character should signify Father Time in appearance, with a white robe or, Time, in a white robe wearing or carrying a clock. A spotlight appears to the right of the stage to draw attention Times Eye as the character walks slowly from the right side of the stage to exit the left side of the stage as the character speaks. At the same time a spot lights appear on Jesus and God. From this point the spot lights are ever present on God and Jesus except for one important moment during the play. A red light may illuminate Satan in the same way. This is an artistic representation of their constant and unwavering presence. This original Palindrome was written prior to 2010.
Times Eye- “Revoke, ‘tis I, time’s eye.  Finish sin if eyes emit… six a.m.  … Max is noon… 01, 02, 2010… 12, 02, 2021?”
This statement represents an expression concerning the end of time and the end of sin. Note that the dates can be changed to reflect current times, 11, 02, 2011, … 02, 02, 2020 etc., while maintaining the palindrome, as time progresses beyond these dates. This action keeps with the artistic intent that no one knows when time will end while highlighting the possibility it could be soon.
The Demons and Rats begin moving from the right of the stage to the left of the stage, towards the pews following Time. The Rats slink. The Demons walk, skip, jump and dance. A spotlight falls upon Star as Tenet places a silver scarf on Star. The artistic intent is to symbolize false worship. Tenet pulls Eva from the pews.  Id places a pink scarf on her. Royal gives Star a purple scarf. This signifies the idolization of royalty. When scarves are given they are initially seen as beautiful but as they mount in numbers they become a burden to the wearer. Tenet puts Eva on a pedestal next to Star. Tenet places a silver scarf on Eva. The Rats worship Eva and Star. Royal places a purple scarf on Eva. The Rats give Eva and Star black Scarves. The black scarves symbolize the occult.
Jesus Christ- “Reviled, Eva’s dog swept pews!”
Eva, Rats, Star and Demons react at this statement and a spot lights sweeps through the pews. The Rats and Demons whisper to those in the pews. The artistic intent is that this statement and actions symbolize temptation. Id gives all the Rats a pink scarf.
Jesus Christ “God!”
Jesus makes a hand gesture towards God as if announcing God’s presence. God continues to be ever observant. Every one in pews, Rats, Demons, Star and Eva react.
Jesus Christ “Dias”
Jesus makes a hand gesture towards the pews. Lighting increases so that the left side of the stage is fully viewable.
Dias family “Ah!”
All characters that are members of the Dias Family speak this in awe and fear.
Jesus Christ “Satan said”
A spotlight shows Satan at the right of the stage. Ideally a light might illuminate each person as their name is spoken or/and as they speak as characters.
Satan- “Star Di, Asa, Dennis, Natasha, Ron, Maori, Ida, Ed, Hannah,
One Dragon, Eva, Sharon, Naomi, Isa, Emos, Deborah, Royal, Rats, Eros,
Tenet, Dogma, Id, Nacina, Paris, Devil; Sinned.”
As Satan speaks lighting increases to show the full stage, he points to all the characters, accusingly. Each character reacts to its name as they might in the time of judgment.
Jesus Christ “Tenet!”
Tenet gives all the Rats silver scarves then is walking around the pews whispering in the ears of the people. The artistic intent is the temptation to sin under religious doctrine.
Tenet “God, Too far away; Murmur, murmur”
Tenet draws attention to the center stage with Star on a pedestal as he whispers. Tenet is tempting people with religious doctrine that is not based on truth.
Jesus Christ “Rats”
The Rats (five in total) are walking around the pews whispering in the ears of the people, tempting them with false rewards for joining the occult.
Rat One “‘Y? No mere clay or wonder. Murmur murmur”
The artistic intent of this statement is the idolization of the self. Royal gives Rat One a purple scarf.  Rat One pulls Ron, Eva’s boyfriend, from the pews. Id puts a pink scarf on him. Rat One places a black scarf on Ron to symbolize his acceptance of the occult and puts him on the other pedestal next to Star. Tenet places a silver scarf on Ron. All the Rats worship Ron, Eva and Star. Royal places a purple scarf on Ron. Eros gives Rat Two a bottle of Rum, and places a red scarf on Rat Two. This symbolizes the empty longing for passion and temptation to fill this with drink. Since Rats are also people, they can receive scarves as well. Eros is whispering to Rat One. Rat Two pulls Dennis Dias from the pews and gives him the bottle of rum and a black scarf. Id places a pink scarf on him. Dennis proceeds to drink. Eros drapes a red scarf on Dennis.
Rat Two-“Yes! Orders red rum, redder Eh?”
Rat Two rejoices at the drunkenness of Dennis Dias. Dennis Dias pulls Natasha Dias (his daughter) from the pews and gives her the rum. Id places a pink scarf on her. A Rat gives Natasha a black scarf. She drinks and also becomes drunk. She gives the rum back to Dennis. Eros drapes a red scarf on Natasha. They both begin worshipping Star (AKA  Dog Star, Di, Star-Di, Dog, and Doggie), The various names of Star symbolizes the many possibilities for people to find idols, in great objects in the sky, royalty, or leaders, famous people, animals, or trendy concepts and ideas etc. Ron and Eva are also being worshiped. Ron and Eva participate in the drink and are given red scarves from Eros.
Rat Two “ ‘Twas I!”  
Rat Two rejoices in the accomplishments.
Rat Three “ Dog!”
Rat Three points at and accuses Star. Dogma gives Rat Three a Gold scarf symbolizing false judgment and blame.
Rat Four-“Tonsured rum pots!”
Rat Four accuses Dennis, Natasha, Ron and Eva. Dogma gives Rat Four a Gold scarf.
Jesus Christ “Said”
Rat Five addresses every one including the audience pointing as Dogma places a Gold scarf on him.
Rat Five “Murder! Red Rose of Sharon!”
At this statement the cross behind Jesus lights up. Jesus puts his arms out as if hanging on the cross and bows his head. Alllights go out so that the stage and audience is in complete darkness for three seconds. The artistic intent is the three days Jesus spent in Darkness. If this is not desirable by the production then the red light on Satan may remain as Satan rejoices in victory. After three seconds the lights resume as before. The Rats point at God, questioning his allowance of the crucifixion of Jesus. Devil places orange scarves on them.
Rats “He murders red rose! Y?”
Jesus Christ “Dennis said”
As Dennis is speaking Natasha gets on her knees in front of Star. Dennis points out her guilt in worshipping Star.
Dennis “sinned?  Did I? Now I won top spot.  Ah. Natasha Dias sees dog star. put it up!”
Dogma places a gold scarf on Dennis symbolizing unrighteous judgment.
Jesus Christ “Sinned.”
Dennis “As a god! Fool A! Wow! ‘Ave, ‘Ave some red rum too.
Fall apart, Natasha!”
Dennis gives Natasha the bottle of rum again. Tenet speaks and all the Rats and Demons jump and dance.
Jesus Christ “Tenet!”
Tenet “Lives evil!”
A Rat gives Dennis a bottle of lager. He drinks it then gives the lager to Natasha with his next line.
Jesus Christ“Dennis”
Dennis “‘Ave some lager?”
Natasha, suddenly feels repulsed at being drunk, throws the drinks down and turns to Star offering to bring her sister Hannah into the occult in exchange for forgiveness. Tenet gives Natasha a silver scarf.
Jesus Christ-“Natasha Dias”
Natasha Dias-“Doggy! Dash sin if I deliver Hannah?”
Natasha pulls Hannah from the pews and brings her to Star, AKA  Star-Di, Dog, Doggy, Di, Dog Star, who is too self absorbed to notice. Id places a pink scarf on her. Hannah is given a black scarf by a Rat and begins worshipping Star. Tenet places a silver scarf on her.
Jesus Christ-“Star Di”
Star Di “Did I as I? Was I? I was raw Dog, as a devil, I am god deified.”
As Star is speaking Devil puts an orange scarf on her symbolizing confusion and madness.
Jesus Christ “Dennis said”
As Dennis is speaking the Rats are pointing at Ron and Eva and whispering in both his and Natasha’s ears.
Dennis “Ha! Ron? He lived as a rat’s god.
Wow, I Liven a mood. I roamed under it…
Revolt, AHA, Live!”
While this is being said Tenet is whispering to Dennis who then struggles with Ron and throws Ron off his pedestal. Tenet helps Dennis unto the pedestal and gives him a silver scarf. At the word “revolt” Natasha throws Eva off her pedestal, and takes her place. Royal gives Dennis and Natasha a purple scarf.
Jesus Christ-“He said”
Dennis “as a “foeman” as I live.”
Naomi and Ed, Ron’s parents, leave the pews to comfort Ron and Eva. Id places pink scarves on Naomi and Ed. A Rat leads Hannah to a stand next to her sister, Natasha’s pedestal. Royal places a purple scarf on her. Both revel in being worshipped by the Rats. As Natasha speaks to Dennis in the next line, Nacina and Ida, friends of Natasha, leave the pews and are given pink scarves by Id.
Jesus Christ-“Natasha said”
Natasha- “Did Nacina play or did moody Ida? So. Ida? Adios!
Hey Dad, are we not drawn onward? ”
As Natasha speaks, The Rats give Nacina and Ida black scarves and they join in the occult of worshipping those on the pedestals. Emos gives Ida a blue scarf symbolizing depression. At the word, “Adios” Ida walks away crying. Tenet gives Nacina a silver scarf. Nacina is whispering to Sharon, who is in the pews and she leaves the pews as well and is given a black scarf by a Rat and a pink scarf by Id. She stands next to her father, Dennis’s pedestal, and is given a purple scarf by Royal.
Jesus Christ-“Dias said”
Dennis is talking to Satan in the following line. He is offering his three daughters to Satan, expecting something in return. He then accuses Hannah just as he had Natasha before.
Dennis “Ah! Satan. Rats deliver goddesses, so pay. Flesh saw a sin, mad, dastard, Hannah, raw as a widened dam.”
Devil places an orange scarf on Hannah, symbolizing confusion and madness.
Jesus Christ-“Hannah”
Hannah “I madam, I made fool a poor Dog.”
Hannah points to herself at the word “fool” and to Star at the word “Dog”. At these statements, Hannah stops worshipping Star and walks away, weeping and distraught. Deborah, Hannah’s mother, leaves the pews to comfort her. Id places a pink scarf on Deborah. Natasha is observing her mother and sister, feeling remorse. Star has also stopped her self absorption to take notice of the events.
Jesus Christ “ Natasha Dias”
Natasha “I”
Natasha moans as the narrator, Jesus says the word “moan” and points at Hannah.
Jesus Christ-“moan”
Natasha “ go deliver Eh? I saw thee mad!”
Natasha is mournful; crying as Emos puts a blue scarf on her. Star has become visibly upset by this point.
Jesus Christ-“Dennis Dias”
Dennis is speaking to Satan about his daughters.
Dennis “Sir, appalls Dog.”
Jesus Christ-“Stops”
Dennis “stops” for a moment then, upset by Star’s upset, he again curses Hannah. One Dragon places a green scarf on Dennis.
Dennis “Sleep repel! Eros eye saw Hannah.”
Eros puts a red scarf on Hannah and she is given drink. She becomes drunk and falls at Eva’s feet.
Jesus Christ “Said Hannah”
Hannah “Eva! Can I live on?”
Eva ignores her. Paris, Hannah’s boyfriend, leaves the pews to comfort her. Id places a pink scarf on him.
Satan speaks although not announced expressing pleasure at the situation.
Satan “Hannah, O’ No!  Ah!”
Jesus Christ “Satan”
Satan continues, encouraging evil and sin.
Satan “Live dirt up!”
Jesus Christ “Mom said”
Deborah confronts her husband, Dennis, blaming him for their daughter’s predicaments. Dogma places a gold scarf on her.
Deborah “Ha, Robed!”
Deborah begins to cry. Emos places a blue scarf on her. Norah, Deborah’s mother, leaves the pews to comfort her. Id places a pink scarf on elderly Norah.
Jesus Christ “God”
God speaks, to Natasha and Hannah, warning them that these things are not from him. Each reacts in fear and weeping. Everyone reacts by cringing. God points to Jesus, Reminding everyone that their sins are what Jesus died for. God warns that the Demons, such as Devil and One Dragon, and those things they worship, such as the Dog Star (AKA, of many names), do not have their interests in mind. The Demons cower at his words, as does Star. God asks the people to repent and warns them of the dangers of losing eternity spent close to God (the Garden). God speaks to the elders of the church, Norah, also known as “Red Rose” symbolic of her pious and close relationship to Jesus as the “Red Rose of Sharon”, and Naomi who consider themselves pillars of the church, warning them of the danger they are also in.
God- “Live not on evil, Madam Natasha, Madam Hannah Dias!
Murder Regal Red Rose of Sharon? I name no Devil-Dog as selfless.
A Devil! One Dragon! Pupils pull up! No Garden, O!
Norah, regal red rose, Y? Naomi?”
Jesus Christ “ Moan.”
God moans as Jesus states the word “Moan”, both showing great distress.
God “ ‘Y doom?”
The Rats are whispering in the ear of Ron while pointing at Dennis.  Ron moves towards Dennis but Sharon notices him. Rats also whisper in the ear of Eva, pointing at Natasha.
Jesus Christ-“Sharon Dias”
Sharon calls to her mother, Deborah, as Ron struggles to throw Dennis off the pedestal. She pleads with the demon Devil to help her father; no one is interested in helping. Sharon becomes confused in her excitement. Devil places an orange scarf on her.
Sharon-“Mom, Ei! Reverie! Live O’ Devil, never odd or even.
No, it is opposition. ‘Y a period won? Oh!
Who was it I saw, Oh Who? Ha!”
Jesus Christ-“Ron”
Dennis is thrown to the ground and Ron takes his place on the pedestal, hollering triumphantly as he replies to Sharon. Despite this, Sharon remains near the pedestal, being worshipped.
Ron-“I”
During this same time Eva struggles with Natasha but does not succeed.
Jesus Christ-“Eva”
Eva cries out in triumph for Ron’s success and continues to struggle with Natasha.
Eva-“Revolt lover!”
Jesus Christ-“Id”
The Rats are in fervor.
Id-“Rats gnash teeth!”
Natasha throws Eva to the ground and the struggle stops. Natasha remains on her pedestal.
Jesus Christ-“Sang Star-Di”
Star is still in madness, upset by all the commotion, and sings her words.
Star-“Do… Do Good’s deeds. Live on? Reviled did I live! God saw!
 I, deified, I was Dog. Evil I did deliver. No! Evil’s deeds do, O God! O! Did Rats gnash teeth?”
Star is visibly depressed; Emos places a blue scarf on her. She continues dramatically, after a pause…
Jesus Christ “Sang Star-Di”
Star “Revolt! Love! Rave I?”
Dennis is attempting to reclaim his position but is continually repelled by Ron. Norah, Dennis’s mother, becomes distraught and confused about what she should do as Ron is the son of her best friend Naomi. Devil places an orange scarf on her.
Jesus Christ “Norah”
Norah “Oh who was it I saw, Oh who? Now do I repay?
No, it is opposition. Never odd or even…Live? Do evil? Ei!!, reverie!”
Deborah speaks to Norah but she is inconsolable. Emos places a blue scarf on Norah.
Jesus Christ “Mom said”
Deborah “Norah’s moody.”
Jesus Christ “Naomi. (moan)”
Naomi moans when the word is spoken. She asks for and is given lager as Eros places a red scarf on her. She then rejoices, lifting the lager, for her son, Ron. Dennis ends his struggle with Ron.
Naomi “Yes, order lager! Ha! Ron.”
Jesus Christ “One Dragon”
One Dragon speaks to everyone, mocking what God has said and declaring Ron as a god, and as himself as he places a green scarf on Ron.
One Dragon “Pull up? Slip up! No Garden? O’, lived as selfless?
A god lived one man! I.”
The Rats all dance with lager and rum around Norah, tormenting her and offering her drink which she keeps refusing.
Jesus Christ “Norah’s foes order lager, red rum!
Said Hannah”
Hannah makes an appeal to Norah, her grandmother, warning her, then points to and denounces Satan and Star.
Hannah “Madam, Ah! Satan! Madam, live not on evil. Dog!”
Jesus Christ “Deborah Dias (mom)”
Deborah points at Natasha, blaming her. Dogma places a gold scarf on Deborah. Deborah encourages Hannah to go away to a cave that is far back on the stage.
Deborah “Putrid evil, Natasha!  O’ No! Hannah, No evil in a cave…”
In the cave is “spots”, like a cloth with Velcro spots to symbolize leprosy. Hannah goes into the cave and puts on this cloth. As Jesus speaks the next lines Hannah sits at the mouth of the cave “peeling spots” When Jesus states “Sllap” God makes a motion towards Hannah. Hannah is healed and drops the spotted scarf.
Jesus Christ “ Hannah Dias? Hannah was eye sore leper, (peels spots)
God, “SLLap!” Paris said”
Paris points to Hannah, accusing her of sinning, deserving of leprosy. One Dragon places a green scarf on Paris. Paris denies his own responsibility or sin. Id places a pink scarf on him. Paris points to Star in blame. Dogma places a gold scarf on him.
Paris “Sinned dame? Eh? ‘Twas I? Here, vile Dog!” 
Hannah rejoins the group, near Naomi and Ed. The Rats continue dancing around Norah who can not get away from them.
Jesus Christ-“Naomi said”
Naomi looks at her friend, Norah, and is sad. Emos places a blue scarf on her. As she speaks, she notices Satan and is afraid. Naomi turns to her husband Ed and then to Hannah, asking if she is mad.
Naomi “Ah!!! Satan! Go droop aloof. Ed, am I mad?
Am I, Hannah? Madden…”
Jesus Christ-“Ed”
Ed replies as Devil places an orange scarf on him. Ed exclaims war, symbolizing the war between good and evil.
Ed “I was… A war!”
Jesus Christ-“Hannah”
Hannah also replies, still confused. Looking at Norah and Naomi.
Hannah “Drat, sad… Damn!”
Jesus Christ “Isa”
Isa, wife of Asa, leaves the pews; Id places a pink scarf on her. She accuses Star and receives a gold scarf from Dogma.
Isa “Wash self, Ya, possessed Dog, reviled Star!”
Jesus Christ “Natasha Dias said”
Natasha remains enamored with Star, speaking to and idolizing her father, Dennis, encouraging him to regain his position of power.
Natasha “Drawn onward, to new era. Dad, yeh, So.”
Jesus Christ “Ida”
Natasha’s friend Ida, echoes the same sentiments speaking to Star.
Ida- “Adios A! Di, ‘Y doom, Did Royal panic and Id?”
Jesus Christ-“Dias”
Dennis, Sharon and Natasha all speak in agreement in the next line and continue in unison after Satan speaks.
Dennis, Sharon and Natasha- “Ah,”
Jesus Christ “Satan”
Satan points to Asa asleep in a chair off to the side of the stage, stating he is evil. Eros places a red scarf on Asa and Id places a pink scarf on him.
Satan “Evil is a name of Asa”
As Satan speaks, all the Rats except for one leave Norah. One Dragon places a green scarf on Norah. As the Rat One whispers in her ear, she also takes notice of Asa.
Jesus Christ “Dias”
Dennis, Sharon and Natasha-“Eh?, Evil!, a hat lover, tired nude.”
Maori, a friend of Isa, is drawn from the pews by Isa, receiving a pink scarf from Id.
Jesus Christ “Maori”
Maori points to Asa while she speaks, and receives a gold scarf from Dogma. She denies her own responsibility and is wowed by the idol worship of Star. She receives a black scarf from a Rat, and a silver scarf form Tenet.
Maori “Doom an evil! I? wow, Dog Star as a Devil, eh?”
A Rat also begins whispering in the ear of Dennis, pointing to Eva who is worshipping the Star. Dogma places a gold scarf on Norah. Norah “murders” Asa by throwing a black cloth over him.
Jesus Christ “ Norah Dias Sinned.  Deified Dogma”
Dogma is overjoyed and declares war between God and evil (all the Rats and Demons.)
Dogma “I lived as a god. War saw I. I saw! I said I did! Rats!”
Jesus Christ “Hannah”
Hannah continues speaking in remorse; she calls out to God, with a capital G, asking “Why”.
Hannah “Reviled, I finish sad. ‘Y “G” God?”
Jesus Christ “said”
She again denounces Satan with sarcasm.
Hannah “Ah!! Satan regal?!”
Jesus Christ “Emos”
Emos points to Eva, accusing her.
Emos “Eva, Sinned! lives Evil!”
Jesus Christ-“Tenet”
Tenet is reacting to Dennis approaching Eva from behind.
Tenet “Ah!”
Devil places an orange scarf on Dennis, symbolizing madness.
Jesus Christ-“Satan”
Satan is speaking to all the Demons and Rats, who react with fervor.
Satan “Trap all afoot, murder!”
Jesus Christ “Emos”
As Emos says Eva’s name, Dennis approaches Eva.
Emos “Eva!”
Jesus Christ “Eva”
Dennis “Murders” her, by throwing a black cloth over her as she is speaking and worshipping Star, in mid sentence.
Eva “Wow, Aloof Dog as a!”
Jesus Christ “Dennis”
Dennis takes notice of God and in a revelation, feeling remorse at what he has done, declares to the Rats that God sees.
Dennis “Put it up! Rats! God sees.”
Jesus Christ-“said”
Dennis cries out in fear and repentance.
Dennis “Ah!”
Jesus Christ-“Satan”
Satan rejoices over the events.
Satan- “Ha, top spot. Now I won, I did!  Dennis Dias sinned. Yes! Orders red rum, eh!”
Jesus Christ “ Norah’s foes order red rum! Dias”
All the Rats except for one begin dancing around Norah again, tormenting her with rum. Rat One is whispering in the ear of Dennis and pointing to Natasha and Sharon. Sharon and Natasha have remained in power while Dennis has not. They show fear of their father.
Jesus Christ “Dias”
Sharon and Natasha appeal to their father as he approaches them.
Sharon and Natasha-“Stop, Murder us not!”
Dennis “Murders” Sharon, tossing a black cloth over her but stops short of murdering Natasha when he hears God speak.
Jesus Christ-“God”
God-“I saw the redder murders.”
Jesus Christ-“Red Rose”
Norah cries out to God, asking why? Norah takes the rum and becomes drunk. Eros places a red scarf on her as she sings.
Norah-“Y? Rum, rum, rum, rum red now.”
Jesus Christ-“Royal”
Royal dances around Star then Norah, back to Star and then dances with Tenet singing.
Royal “ceremony Star! Rum, rum, rum, rum, Ya! War a foot. Dog! Tenet!”
Jesus Christ-“Dennis”
Dennis falls to his knees in confusion and remorse. He denounces his attempts at being worshipped as a god. He realizes that Star is pitiful. He points to others, that they have been robbed of their happiness by him and he himself is in misery.
Dennis “Lived Sir? A panic! and I am god, tenet? Sore Star lay, or?
Ha! robed some, as I… I moan.”
Jesus Christ-“Norah”
Norah calls out to God to save, realizing the consequences and the Rats scatter.
Norah “Save! No Garden, O!”
Jesus Christ-“Hannah”
Hannah is mournful.
Hannah “Dead, I, I roam.”
Jesus Christ-“Norah”
Norah points at Satan and at herself acknowledging evil and sin, and then to the Rats and everyone else, stating “Dias” as if inviting every one to acknowledge their own sin.
Norah “Satan! Sinned, A!”
Jesus Christ-“said”
Norah “Rats, Dias?”
At this point some return to the pews, I.E. those that expressed repentance by words or by actions such as Dennis, Hannah, Norah, Naomi…(artistic interpretation can decide who and how many.)
Jesus Christ “Natasha said”
Natasha, still on her pedestal cries out to the Star to save her.
Natasha-“Dog!”
As Jesus speaks Natasha, Star, Ron and everyone else not in the pews crumple to the ground and scurry/crawl into the darkness towards Satan. This includes the Rats, Demons and all those that have been murdered without repenting, Eva, Sharon, Asa, also move towards Satan with all their burdens in tow. The lights go out except for lights sweeping the pews as the characters sitting there throw off all of their scarves and the grey robes revealing white robes, or body suits at their words “God Save, Deliver!” hands up rejoicing.
Jesus Christ-“ SWEPT PEWS”
Everyone in pews  “GOD SAVE! DELIVER!”
As Time speaks the light shines only on one side of the stage, joyful, while the other is in darkness and misery.
Time’s eye “12, 02, 2021… 01, 02, 2010?  Noon… six a.m. max. Is time’s eye finish’ sin? If eyes emit is it, ek… over?”
This statement again represents an expression concerning the end of time and the end of sin. Note once again that the dates can be changed to reflect current times, 11, 02, 2011, … 02, 02, 2020 etc., while maintaining the palindrome, as time progresses beyond these dates. This action keeps with the artistic intent that no one knows when time will end while highlighting the possibility it could be soon.

A palindrome of 777 words performed virtually in 777 seconds

Many stories and constraint poetry in world come see it before it’s gone

ATTENTION!

The creative art, poetry, songs, film sets and carnival will be going away in April as I work on developing my next project. It will be back next January 2023, I may load my educators oar for awhile, I may work on my space themed gamification oar, Just a heads up as I have just had fun building a carnival if you haven’t seen it come soon!

Multiverse Masters derives its name from the fact that the world changes often. Currently it is dedicated to creativity, songs, poetry, music and art displays. It features the romantic season with holiday treats thrown in to carry us through March and April. It will likely change after the month is up. All my worlds that circulate through out the year feature many free items that can be copied. Usually you can find items I sell on Kitely Market place offered free in world. grid.kitely.com:8002:Multiverse Masters or check out the store, https://www.kitely.com/market?store=46870914
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Multiverse Masters, is an evolving adventure-based world for education. It is a family friendly g -rated Island and its goal is as an educators resource area filled with examples of uses and tutorial links at http://multiversemasters.blogspot.com
, http://WoPoLi.com
, and https://multiversemasters.wordpress.com
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Explore as you will as I have no idea what ventures lie ahead.
I try to remember to make free items I find lying about able to be copied when permitted. If ever you see something that your concerned about please let me know. My goal is to support the opensource community by keeping resources free and shared. Many awesome and inexpensive resources I find on the Kitely market. While creating worlds appropriate and beneficial for general audiences in the virtual environment I am having fun. I will often work on multiple projects
Being a graduated student now I can have some fun. The world may change often and without warning. Please let me know if any of my prior builds or resources are needed by you. For now I am playing. See my support youtube videos here. https://www.youtube.com/user/saliecmt/videos?view=0…