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The Grand Convergence

Poetry By: Miss Trevize

My other poetry was so well received I thought I would try again! I scarcely am a good judge to see whether or not this comes up to standards.

Submitted:Mar 12, 2012    Reads: 18    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

As eight,

at leisure

the spin,

the silent dance.


'Round they

go, what law

hath choreographed

in its elegance.



testimony to

the delicate

hand of space.


A hush

as the orbs come

to the light,



The fog

is now


with the dawn.


Heart and

sol, a sling

of bliss into

the cosmic mass.


Among them,

lords and kings,

gods and goddesses,

humble stones.


In the vastness

one could scarcely

catch such

a performance.


But alas,

there it stands,

defiant of all,

joyful in doing.


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