Astronomy Unexplained

Astronomy Unexplained

A Poem by Austin_Meehan

Astronomy Unexplained


when does the night become us?

at what moment is the soul raised to the sky?

death, say some

and some ask why


the stars are dead,

and because we watch them miles and miles from where they rest

we are still fascinated by

these flames that hang in shapes and forms that make up our night sky


but what if our night sky is really not made up of bones?

if the stars don’t dwell on our dead bodies or take pride in a corpse,

I would in fact believe that

the sky does make up your soul


I do believe your heart's the moon

and constellations map out your veins

so when they ask if our souls look down from above,

I'll say I'll ask when I see you again

© 2019 Austin_Meehan


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Added on January 9, 2019
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