First Light Machine

Credit: NRAO / AUI / NSF

The will of life
To set your pace
Is a curious reflection
By a hydrogen trace.

A life of feeling
In gaseous paste
Is a candid embrace
Of its emotional base.

A life of willing
With no sadness to waste
A certainty by seeing
The motion of grace.

Credit: NASA/JPL/Space Science Institute

Symmetrical measures
Of taste and smell
Publish themselves
With all that you know to well.

Similar measures
Of what’s parallel
Purport their positions
In the dark of nature’s hell.

Credit: NASA/JPL/Space Science Institute

Symbols clanging deep and proud
Shout in delirium
To feed the crowd.

Clanging wishes dark and mean
Williow in defeat
Too tough to be seen.

Willowing wiches digused as dreams
Sick with preversions
And marked with greed.

Credit: NASA/JPL/Space Science Institute

symmetrical eyes
speak softly in time
selling wishes to all
who have a master to find.

symmetrical stares
sing softly in rhyme
with specialty wishes
for a wishing well’s mind.

Credit: BBC NEWS (Keck) (Uranus Moon – S 2001 U1)

What kind of Insprirations
Would there be:

If you were able to name a moon?

What kind of World
Would you see?

What kind of World
Would you like it to be?

What kind of world would
Be wondefrul for me?

Would you feel Proud
And quite anxious to see?

Would you just drown
In your glee?

Credit: BBC News (Hubble / Keck)

Paper paintings
By my daughter
Ensures deliverence
In nature’s charter.

Plastic pictures
By my girl
Enlist inspiration
In thoughts so pure.

Perfect pleasantness
In her voice
Encourages strength
And strengthens choice.

Credit: NASA

Resting on the shoulders
Of our time
A modest reflection
Of grace refined
Reflecting on the water in kind.

Leaving with the others
To find
A walk of correction
Of grace denied
In a ripple of water in time.

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Credit: CICLOPS

A crescent wave
Beneath me shakes
A shriek of pain
With a path to make.

Increasing feeling
At heaven’s gate
A shout in anger
A forlong fate.

A pain removed
In life’s last fake
A silent thank you
For a moments break.

Credit: NASA

Snakes sniffing
In my yard
Encourage interspection
Into what’s hard.

Sniffing fakes
In my home
Enlist forgivess
With no feelings shown.

Fakeing shakes
In my mind
Ecounters light
Where vision’s blind.

Credit: NASA

Let’s talk about
Your fear.
Can you sense where it sits?
Is it driving you out of your wits?

Let’s talk about it
Out loud.
Is it your face or grace or pace?
Do you look like you come from space?

Let’s talk about
Your pain.
It is family or work or profession?
Do you covet and scowl with obsession?