Snow's Writing for 2019, 2020, & Beyond

We Are Not Alone

We Are Not Alone

I inhale the crisp night air,
look up at the light of distant stars,
and wonder about their planets, moons, and lifeforms:
         Faith is knowing
         that Earth
         isn't the only inhabited planet
         in the universe.

I inhale the crisp night air,
remember earlier poems inspired
by meditation
upon a line
from the scriptures
my chosen spiritual path.

"...Know thou that every fixed star hath its own planets, and every planet its own creatures, whose number no man can compute."
Bahá’u’lláh12

"Divine Plan" 

Atoms of novas disperse
across the interstellar medium
merge with clouds of gas and dust.

Nebula--
in which stars condense and planets grow--
gave birth to systems
prepared to nurture sentient life:
bodies that house nascent souls.

What creatures are these
that risen from the primal ooze
stand awestruck at the sight
of multicolored twinkling lights
spread across the firmament?

Neither gods nor beast,
but having attributes of both
at death their bodies will return to atoms of the dust,
while their souls ascend into the Worlds of God.

Poet's Note: ▼

Line Count: 13 + 17 plus a quote
Form: Mixed media: Free verse and rhymed
Prompt: Space and celestial bodies such as planets, nebulas, stars, moons, galaxies, have long-been the topics of poetry. They can be both fascinating and repellent, at once, because our knowledge of them is largely unknown. We see them in the sky, night and day, as they strike us with wonder and questions. The sheer vastness and mystery of space spark the imaginations of poets.
Written for "~ The Poet's Place Cafe~" .
I've written several poems about space.

Footnotes
1  Gleanings from the Writings of Bahá’u’lláh, LXXXII
2  https://www.bahai.org/r/070373527