by Glen Martin Fitch
What primal pulse propels
the starry dust to fill
the seeming void?
Throughout the vast expanding universe
that vibrant gust elates,
enthralls all
in its bursting blast.
What constant converse power
counteracts that outward thrust?
What vigor tugs and turns
each atom back?
The weight of mass attracts,
as each to every other
likewise yearns.
Your wisdom
(flash of particle or wave)
excites, impels us,
spinning into space--
clear-sighted, joyous,
resolute, and brave.
Your dignity, compassion,
kindness, grace, your gaze,
your smile compels us
just to be at peace
within your hugging gravity.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Glen Fitch is a 16th Century poet lost in the 21st Century. Born near Niagara Falls, educated in the Catskills, thirty years on the Monterey Bay he now lives in Palm Springs. Retail not academics has paid the bills. Someday he will finish Spenser's "The Fairie Queene."
Last updated August 23, 2011