Poem: Wandering in the Cosmos: Stardust and Wisdom
- Jan 27, 2024
- 1 min read
In the low growling that pierces the air, I awaken,
Who dares rouse me from my slumber?
The voice of the cosmos, like the sound of a bass,
Resonates, guiding me to unknown realms.
In the blue forest, trees sway with the wind, chirping like violins,
The deep blue seas play white noise, like flutes blowing.
The azure sky swiftly carries the echo of the universe,
The pale southern Sirius resonates like a spirit.
Those who lead me to untold heights,
This is wisdom; good and evil, two sides of the same mirror.
I vow to the spirits; I shall become the guardian of Terra.
January 27, 2024
