James Webb and Hubble

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The far-sight telescopes, like Allah’s eye,

Search out the cosmos.  Distant, distant things

Come into focus.  They then falsify

The ancient myths and Bibles, angel wings

And other superstitious nonsense set

Among subconscious hallways in our hearts.

We see that sky (we looked to) now shows threat,

Both pregnancy of stars and vastest charts

Of unconceived destruction. stars that eat

Their sisters, galaxies that chomp the light

Of others as their dying chomped-b eambleat

Is swallowed in the vacuum of blight.

  Today we see through lenses far above

    That heedless realms prove grossest lack of love.

~ Phillip Whidden

by phillipw | Apr 2, 2025 | AS | 0 comments