heliocentricA Poem by james l navas
Stars splatter the night canvas,
imagination creates the shapes among the random jewels. Sun an eternal source of light, promising warmth like a mother, always there - every morning. Moon taming the wild beast, controlling the vast waters, a beacon of hope, promising to ward off the evil of the dark, Earth a fountain of unprecedented beauty, a haven of life, used and abused - a child's favourite toy, in desperate need of care and affection.
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