Universe Soul

Stars, they giggle and twinkle
Stars, they cry and shoot.
Clouds, farmers they inspire
Clouds, splitting thunder they spit.
Wind, a breeze so cool
Wind, at sea, a storm gathers
Planets, no longer the nine
Planets, discovery, continues.
Universe, a soul, periscope gone beyond
Universe, a soul, unfolds, unfolds and re-folds.

poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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