A View Through Depths Of Creation
stars twinkling in orchestra
of canopy cosmic night skies
light piercing cosmic void
as arrows lit shot across compass
light echoes back light years
100,000 years a galaxy across
spun with wonder twinkling
folding back creative histories
planets circling around perceived
stars science proves abound
life upon planets in votive
harmony sings to creator profound
universal whole expands
upon love design creator’s choice
glowing growing star splendors
strike filament eyes receive rejoice
a journey of mind cosmic proportions
a journey through into depths of creation.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Cosmic Girl
I must've died and gone
to heaven
Cos it was a quarter
past eleven
On a Saturday in 1999
Right across from where
I'm standing
On the dance floor she
was landing
It was clear that she
was from another time
Like some baby Barbarella
With the stars as her umbrella
She asked me if I'd
like to magnetise
Do I have to go star-trekking
Cos it's you I should
be checking
So she lazer beamed me
with her cosmic eyes
(Refrain)
She's just a cosmic girl
From another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ecstasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic
I'm scanning all my radars
Well she said she's
from a quasar
Forty thousand million
light years away
It's a distance solar systems
I tried to phone but
they don't list 'em
So I asked her for a
number all the same
She said
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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The Cosmic Shaman...
I am the son of knowledge and wisdom,
I am son of the cosmic shaman,
My mystical soul begins it's eternal journey,
The journey to penetrate my inner self,
To journey the unknown darkness,
I seek the light to travel beyond imagination,
For I am surreal... Afraid to be real,
A desperate darkness living in pure light,
Blind and deaf seeking out the depths of my fear,
My eternal yearning screams evermore,
I am son of the Cosmic Shaman...
I seek answers... I seek rebirth... I seek eternity...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Splendors Of Empyreal Skies
when is perceived a universe whole
which all encompasses surrounds thee
begins a journey of cosmic proportions
begins a journey through into all depths
of creation which calls ever awaits thee.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sonnet: What the Stars Foretell?
Look at the stars, a handiwork of God!
Who knows the mystery of their twinkling light?
Like eyes of God, they shimmer light so odd,
In countless numbers, studding sky of night.
What is their role in human destiny?
What is the need for stars at all, I ask?
They seem to depict faith and harmony,
Whose secrets to unravel- is man’ task.
What beauteous objects fixed light-years away!
Yet, God intended stars for some purpose;
But man can ne’er find it out any day;
God’s glory, perhaps they depict to us.
When stars can look mysterious to man’s eyes,
How much more God must be- who never dies!
poem by John Celes
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The Voyage
We all are on a voyage,
a voyage to the stars.
None of us will get there
in big old fancy cars.
Some of us will get there
long before some others.
But it doesn't matter
for we're sisters and brothers.
This voyage must be taken
on a solo flight.
It will only happen
when you see the light,
the light that shines so brightly
right before your eyes.
The star that you will go to
will make you realize
that earth is just a temporary place
we come to visit.
It feels like home for a while
and maybe you will miss it.
But when you reach that star
that you're headed for
all your memories will return
like walking through a door.
The stars are out there twinkling
all through the night,
twinkling out a message
to all that see its light,
saying'I'm waiting for your voyage.
Come back home to me.
I'm the star you've reached for
throughout eternity.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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God's Canvas Above
The Artist behind the canvas above, the sky's what I'm speaking of,
Stretched above so wide and blue, every day a painting brand new,
God's painting above for all to see, painted by The Lord of Eternity,
The canvas above God's Creation, visible by every man and nation.
He begins every day with the sun, The Creator's Light for everyone,
Keeping God's touch in mind, sometimes the sun He hides behind,
Those clouds, so white and full, all through The Lord's creative rule,
When the Lord does paint the sky, which is seen through every eye.
God ends each day not the same, although the clouds may remain,
As night begins He paints the sun, well over this earth's far horizon,
Turning the sky to a black canopy, to paint those stars that we see,
With the sun replaced by the moon, along with stars that are strewn.
This is just the sky above my friend, for God's Creation has no end,
It goes beyond what we can see, for God is The Creator of Eternity,
But, what God chooses to display, is a witness to all nations today,
His witness that men come to know, The Lord above all men below.
God's Creation, to all mankind, is The Creators testimony to remind,
There's a Creator beyond the sky, One, Who created both you and I,
Whose witness creates accountability, for every person that can see,
That above man there is a Creator, Who sent Christ to be our Savior.
(Copyright ©06/2012)
When I Marvel at Creation
When I gaze upon the stars,
when I look up at the heavens,
I feel The Light hiding my scars,
I rest in Your silent presence.
There's a song beyond the stars,
Graceful, cosmic melodies,
Poured to us from golden jars,
Natural, holy remedies.
Greatest poem written on skies,
The love story of redemption,
Tears of joy flood my eyes,
I can see heaven's reflection.
Azure celestial tapestry,
Colors, millions, never seen,
Divine painting, majesty,
How radiant, how peaceful, how serene!
When I marvel at Creation,
Me, a humble spectator,
My faith defies explanation,
I can see the Great Creator!
poem by Marius Alexandru (January 2022)
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Sown Into Earth Adoration Love
there is no wilderness
when hearts return
home to primeval welcome
of landscapes echoing
with creation echoes
accept sun's rising
dawn accept sun's morning
light dew drops sparkling
accept stirs of all creatures
singing harmony of species
life purposes held weighted
in balance high noon behold
breeze wondering afternoon
mystical wanderings stretching
into sunset yellow red ribbons
spanning warm horizon
embraced light behold
night spun with myriads
of stars singing
cosmic galaxies
birth growth expansion
harmonies behold
smooth moon kissing
love song creation
sown
into earth
adoration love
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Cosmic Scenes
I've written with poets
And conversed with kings,
Stood transfixed gazing at the mid-night sky
Listening to angels sing.
I've touched the light
Of a thousand distant stars,
And had my soul transformed
By the brilliance and ballance of the quasars.
And here have found, flowing through each life
Countless cosmic scenes,
Coming down all around
Like the first fresh snow of falling dreams.
Out so far
And in so deep,
Continuously moves the universal Music -
Singing to all the cosmic life we keep.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Legacy of the Purple Robe
The legacy of the purple robe,
Worn by the most powerful of kings, Gods, and highest of lords,
The purple robe of majesty, embedded with diamond galore,
The legacy of the apparel and the creator never seen before,
In correlation with the platinum crown,
The Creator of everything wearing the magic gown,
Beyond the planet Earth, the creator beyond the renowned,
Creator of the nine planets and the galaxy all around,
Beyond the sky, the solar system painted by the creator,
The creator without a name, the universe’s dictator,
Higher than Zeus, God, Allah, something much greater,
The creator with portraits of the universe, the painter,
Wearing the purple gown and the platinum crown, the God of all,
Within the asteroid belt, the universe’s wall,
In the creator’s portrait, the solar system enthralled,
Not a religion, but something higher than the skies,
Something invisible, looking down on the Earth with blue eyes,
Beyond religion, the highest of the power of gods refined,
The artist of the universe’s blueprint that’s intricately designed,
Creator of the moon, the grass, the mountains, and the sun that shines,
The purple robe beyond the stars, worn by the creator in the royal shrine,
The purple robe and the platinum crown, only worn by the most creative of mind,
For this creator was truly a painter, an artist of the universe,
Inflicted by hypergraphia and insanity of mind, the artist’s curse,
That sits above the realm of space when the planets dispersed,
At one point everything was one planet cluttered in space,
Until he created boundaries within the realm that separated planets in a linear trace,
Above the galaxy in the darkened realm beyond the stars the creator’s place,
Until he created the new portrait of the big bang, and the old blueprint was replaced,
Within one shattering boom of the storm, the portraits transformed in haste,
And the cluttered planet was forgotten forever without a trace,
Now separated in the solar system,9 planets are spread in space,
The purple robe, only worn by the artist and the God of everything,
Compulsively observing his portrait sitting on the different sections of the asteroid ring,
The platinum crown, and the purple robe, worn by the ultimate king,
Beyond religion, the highest power humans never seen,
The creator, that painted everything.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Outside Myself
I look through my body
at the world, the stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
I know there are stars, moons
stars beyond stars too
circling all within my finite self
this temporary sphere I am crowned with
the aura that shines from these
trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons,
the universe inside and out
I look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
skillfully playing
the beginning, the end
I came out of the two walls
the human brain is kept in
to take a peep at myself, the universe
the moons, suns, universe,
stars beyond stars
I find a galaxy I possess
so many stars, moons, suns
the cells blazing with life, light
all working out of my control
as I join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood to another world
all the stars, moons,
universe outside and inside
all the cells that I own
that soon would squeeze me out
to join the plane
where I could view
the beat of the universe
standing beside god
witnessing all his designs
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama round and round
casting off light
I saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
I stand by the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives in his design
my mind flying outside the brain
I look at the the world, universe,
stars, moon, meteors, stars beyond stars
and myself that
swing with stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Between the Creator and Me
I look through my body
at the world, the stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
I know there are stars, moons
stars beyond stars too
circling all within my finite self
this temporary sphere I am crowned with
the aura that shines from these
trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons,
the universe inside and out
I look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
skillfully playing
the beginning, the end
I came out of the two walls
the human brain is kept in
to take a peep at myself, the universe
the moons, suns, universe,
stars beyond stars
I find a galaxy I possess
so many stars, moons, suns
the cells blazing with life, light
all working out of my control
as I join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood to another world
all the stars, moons,
universe outside and inside
all the cells that I own
that soon would squeeze me out
to join the plane
where I could view
the beat of the universe
standing beside god
witnessing all his designs
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama round and round
casting off light
I saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
I stand by the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives in his design
my mind flying outside the brain
I look at the the world, universe,
stars, moon, meteors, stars beyond stars
and myself that
swing with stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Science Fiction Woman
She was my science fiction woman,
I was her science fiction man,
Yet our love was no fiction
In our science fiction land.
I wore my science fiction spacesuit,
She wore a spacesuit just like mine,
While we were floating together
In our science fiction minds.
She said her name was Taylor Trippy-
A flower child light years beyond-
She was a science fiction hippy-
A spacey and vivacious blonde.
She told me of our global warming,
Greenhouse gases, acid rain,
She told me everything I know
About the structure of the brain.
So we cruised through constellations
In our science fiction ship,
Transcending time and generations-
Forever free, forever hip.
She came from some unknown planet
In some uncharted galaxy,
And we were both kindred souls
In our cosmic fantasy.
And I don't know how I knew her
Or how we came to meet that night-
She was my science fiction woman,
Who traveled at the speed of light.
At night I look upon the ocean,
The distant stars where she might be-
She was my science fiction woman,
Who set my heart forever free.
June 17,2008
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Love In Star Burst Breathes
with universal wonder
sail solar winds seed
love in star burst breathes
arching out spanning across
interstellar womb light space
dancing web cosmic stories
with universal wonder
embrace creation light seed
love into all life at light
speed too slow too slow seed
love into all life at thought
speed instant crosses solar systems
galaxy universe in an instant
in time crosses multi universes
in an instant of time love seeds
sent reach all receptive hearts
instantly love has no time to waste
sing bliss into multiple worlds
of life loving universal wonder
God is love love is transpermia life
love is life intergalactic thunder
poem by Terence George Craddock
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You are like an alien
Your behavior has hurt me so much
My mind has exploded like a supernova
The scattered emotions are turning into poetry
Revolving around you my star like planets and comets
Your beauty has impressed me so much
My love has turned into something like a nebula
That is giving birth to lust's light like newborn stars
Your make-believe has made me believe
That true love really exists in this dreary world
And gives me light in the darkness like distant quasars
Every now and then the fights with you
Has turned you into something like a black hole
Now you are invisible to me but attract me ever more
You are like a sweet dream in the dreadful night
But it will not come true in this life coz you are like an alien
In the 2.5 million light-years away from earth Andromeda galaxy
poem by Asif Andalib
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The New Savitr.....
/* On the occasion of 50th marriage anniversary of an old couple, I wrote these thoughts*/
Sun, Moon and the Planets near and far
Galaxies, Constellations and the twinkling stars
Gas Clouds and the vast infinite empty space
Keep moving away day by day, science says
From the moment of its birth in the seed of fire
For millions and millions of years
The Universe grew by not holding together
Telling us with time things diverge from each other
But from the moment of birth before the sacred fire
Bond of yours grew by holding together
Your heart and soul has grown in each other
Your original self now hard to decipher
Fifty years duration or one and half billion seconds
Flame of your love that defied the cosmic trends
Is Savitr, the seed of fire extolled in RgVeda Gayatri
I salute it at your feet and thank the almighty!
-TBT
poem by TheBigThinkg Human
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The Lone Star
As the stars melt away into the darkness
Leaving behind their unearthly glow
The first signs of life on earth
With faint streaks of golden beams show
A journey begins, a new day comes
A kettle of tea, on the fire it warms
The stars, they left, for the heavenly abode,
Twinkling, bursting, on the galaxy road
A lone star trudges on
It has to make its journey alone
A relative motion, for the whole day ahead
And coming back, to where it stayed
It does not want to return to where
Is the dark sky, the place called Nowhere
Lose identity, amidst the constellation
Or hide behind the blinding intoxication
Suddenly, it beholds a star break free
Realisation dawns
Where its heart wants to be
poem by Shruti Goswami
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Plan of Creation
Life's terms, life's rules.
Rules made up by life,
But not the creator of life.
Life tries to challenge the rules of the creator.
It tries to change the rules of the creator.
But the creator can never be changed.
Nor can His rules.
He should never be challenged.
His wisdom and knowledge is the design.
For I am not the designer.
I am merely a part of the plan.
Of the overall design.
A beautiful creation, by a beautiful creator.
My mind is my cage, my box.
To live outside the box is to be truly free.
The creator's creation is creative.
But I am only a piece of the puzzle.
A puzzle is many pieces, that creates a big picture.
For I am not the big picture,
I am merely just a part of it.
I am not the beginning.
I am not the end.
I am just something in between.
I am stuck in the middle.
And there is no place I would rather be.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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I See Stars
I saw a star in Venice
I saw a star tonight
I saw a star falling then regain its flight.
I saw a star in Rio
I saw a star in you
I saw a star twinkling in different shades of blue.
I saw a star in Heaven
I saw a star in Hell
But never did I see a star twinkling on my world.
I've seen a star fading
I've seen it cross the sky
I've seen so many different stars trying not to die
I've seen them come together
I've watched them grow apart
I have seen so many stars in a lovers heart.
I've seen the stars exploding
I've seen the quiet and calm
I've heard them whisper secrets in a world full of harm
I saw a star twinkling in different shades of blue
But never in all my life have i seen a star like you...
poem by Coen Carter
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Lost Love’s Distance
The astrophysicist aimed the telescope at Antares.
Oh, this red giant of the Milky Way Galaxy is so beautiful, he said.
Almost as bright as the stars Aldebaran and Regulus.
Have a look, he told his assistant.
Almost as bright as the star Aldebaran and Regulus,
Repeated the assistant.
Yes, the professor said, it shines like a brilliant diamond
in the night sky, surrounded by colorful cosmic clouds
And winding dust lanes.
Then five years elapsed and one moonless night
The astrophysicist again aimed his telescope at Antares.
But he could not concentrate as his thoughts
Constantly returned to his lost love.
One chilly day he met her at a cozy restaurant.
They sat and ate and sipped their coffee and talked.
You were once so close to me, he said to her.
Yet now you are drifting more and more away.
I feel as if you were farther away than Antares.
You know how far it is?
Yes, I know, she said. You were a good teacher.
Antares is about 250 light-years distant from the Earth.
That’s pretty far away since light travels very fast,
At a velocity of 300,000 kilometers each second.
In other words the distance between us
Is 250 times 10 trillion kilometers, and still growing.
Then the waiter came and brought them the bill.
poem by Paul Hartal
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