Signs

Mysteries live in celestial transits,

A search for universes in the void.

Lunacy of the astros and planets,

Yet system bodies align; their hands join.

Force moves the meteors and satellites,

Solar flares, eruptions of the comets.

Pupils gape wide like holes seizing the light,

Trust in those magnets, a stellar promise.

Stars waltz in the dark sky like fireflies,

Familiar to earth and not outer space.

Constellations mirror twinkling eyes,

A galaxy born, centric to a face.

The sun shines on the unseen, angelic.

Moon full of love, how heavenly and cosmic.