METEORA
Image Source: National Park Service ( https://www.nps.gov/index.htm ) Days of meteor rain claws of light scratching the black skin of space silently scraping the hole, the lesion the wound in a memory across a light years of heartbeat. Aching blue moons remember the musing of sorrow. Frozen tears hang around the nebulae. Sad sigh of a dying galaxy still waiting for them to fall. The starts are waltzing against the ebb of gravity. Dimming like tired eyes. Here I am watching until the universe wept it all. Everything will always fall leaving with bright scars that time won’t heal that darkness can’t seal. Previously posted at BestPoetry https://www.bestpoetry.website/