when stars speak, and they do;
fractalized weaves pierce one’s psyche,
dust lost to those long gone,
swell through silenced eyes,
sensational vibrations beat; they do,
beat into the slowest pumping of hearts,

a tinge of ripples beneath the coldest of flesh,
awaken trapped consciousness,
identities forgotten, stolen,
cast into deep wells with constant echoes,
urging, enticing, dredging up,
ecstatic particles longing to move rapidly –

alive again.

some would deduce, this to be a great pleasantry –
those who know, understand when stars get {too} close,
their song renders a cataclysmic destruction,
inducing brilliance inย aย form of eradication;
while soothing with a seducing lullaby,
erupting a Supernova,
particles scattered –

emerging new life.

About mindretrofit8

Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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5 Responses to Regeneration

  1. words4jp says:

    I enjoy all of the cosmic references – very ‘out of this world’ ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Love this!!!!!
    “when stars speak, and they do” – !

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