Cosmic Dance.

[M Kirkpatrick]

How still the dance of mighty suns
whose frosted light Divine will runs.

Ebbing out into darkest space
filling all with wondrous grace.

Mindful knowing as yet unborn
just cosmic flowing,liquid light
all embracing,sheer delight.

Energy flowing with unstoppable force
all is well,still on course.

A silent voice whispers,words of wonder
need to be in-formed from ocean to drop
uneasy feeling,will it stop.

From location nowhere, non locale
to being in-formed and locating place
not too happy in restricted space.

Body now formed from congealed light
feeling heavy,things not right.

Reassurance given by glowing form
enjoy your adventure, the glowing form
does say,goodbye for now,start your first day.

Warmest regards Michael.

[kiz_paws]

I enjoyed this poem, Michael.

[M Kirkpatrick]

I enjoyed this poem, Michael.

You are my number one fan kiz paws, thanks for your lovely words.

Warmest regards Michael.

[Shadowlight]

I liked the contrast between the seeming joyful lightness and frightened heaviness I felt as I read with the awe of the magnitude of the universe.

[M Kirkpatrick]

I liked the contrast between the seeming joyful lightness and frightened heaviness I felt as I read with the awe of the magnitude of the universe.

Thankyou Shadowlight am glad that you enjoyed the poem,
Warmest regards Michael.

[M Kirkpatrick]

I liked the contrast between the seeming joyful lightness and frightened heaviness I felt as I read with the awe of the magnitude of the universe.

Thankyou Shadowlight am glad that you enjoyed the poem,
Warmest regards Michael.