Friday, February 5, 2016

Tri Terra

Long, unguided dust arms envelop moons and crystal
Flames burn and flames turn and sway
Nebula's blessing dwelling of fire and swelling within ice
Long forward the woken stare, in the twinkling of an eye
A new day of the fire afar and a glimpse of its ray

Around a sun so young and burning slowly
Venus is your first love, though the darkness shutters coldly
Land of lonely light, land encompassed by its might

Steady course follows out in metric circle
Somewhere down below the clouds an orb is glowing
Revolving in pace to clear a score of time and more
Life abounds out of destiny and maybe folklore
They can vaguely see a vague stream in the air flowing

Around a sun so young and burning brightly
This one paradise seems all the solar's pride timelessly
Borne away upon gusty flares, caught within radiant glares

Once long ago, as they began to learn, began to figure and have insight
As they nurtured the woven vine that grew
Far out across celestial plains dimmed what they never knew
Around a sun so young and new
Once long ago, layered air and layered breeze burned white
To make a guess where in the void lies the destiny
Not knowing its magnitude and intensity
From inside the solar wave all ablaze
There the planet appears, a faint, eerie haze

Another twinkling and its details; entwine
Quietly passing, metric reason but seemingly no rhyme
Within a fire since slowed, around the sun aligned
An echo rings out and fades
An echo is almost not heard beyond the solar waves


Far away a sun now aged and powerful in watery pale strands
Nebula's wisdom in lava volcano blasts
Land of molten rock, seething furnaces cooling
Outside a shell, abacus simple, square dimension fusing
Changing under a timeless roof, slowly enough exceedingly vast

Around goes the orb and leads a timeless moon
But stillness lingers while a world awoke, of a cocoon
Land of lonely light, land of moon's night

Out from constellation and boundless void
Supernova breaks apart into smaller stars, whispering distantly low
Great passages of time, that which occurred
May fade, but somewhere it will be again in reason and rhyme
Upon the sleek surface there lies a deathly blanket of snow

Over the endless vortical path the orb begins its thaw
Deep wood and green stood upon the islands with awe
The stone that is fixed and cold, will be tempered to gold

What are those echoes? Silently they are cries
Have you, Venus, ever harbored life? One asks from the blue
Where was the vague, gray glow of a distant moon that is now gone?
Sounds of peacefulness fall and now clamor all around has rule
A destructive force hurls closely towards each dawn
Beneath the air struggles the breeze, flowing heavy and warming
Solar flare and lunar glare called out, none heeded their warning
Already there is profuse rain and crashing thunder
Peeking from the ghosts of Venus, comes now a dreaded wonder

Once long away, there were ancient scenes and legendary folklore
Stillness is here again, just the murmur of sleeping dust, nothing more
What once burned red and then soft white, smoulders as before
So now an echo rings out and fades
An echo is almost not heard, beyond the solar waves


The sun looks out upon a reddish globe
Dense, deep valleys bring vapor and the lands begin to clear
An ice long frozen melts as the sun's mass will warm
Out on the high grounds breaks a violent storm
Two moons waken and turn to peer

Light has splintered as dawn upon the dust
There is a sparkle and a sprouting and grow it must
Powerful and desire, it burns with new designs now in its fire

Water comes into shape and fills the empty, lifeless holes
It shows to be holding many wondrous troves
Long since the vapours clouded all the wintry gloom
Red and deep color of spectrum's plume
Have the skies witnessed a perfect series of episodes

Green and dark, watery blue, nebula is true
Prism's mark, further it grows, wake of life to ensue
Never it sleeps, but always restfully it lies
And out of the deeps, they put hereupon life on four sides

Long since the bitter cold drifted into space
Have there been a few ages upon the once barren face
Upon this world, glowing magma core, this land of Mars,
Have quasars expanded their routes and continued through the stars
Upon this place where darkness hides lightning scars

Molten rock shifted into small mountains now gray
The ashes have turned into pieces of silver spray
And so there is gauzy leaf, and within forest there is coral reef

I wonder, oh distant Earth, if you ever harbored life?
I can hear an echo which never completely fades
Somewhere I can hear something
Something out there, just beyond the
Solar waves



©Iggy 1993

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