Star-sparked and sea-born,
homeless man, his faithful dog,
hawks, the trees—you and me–
from unknown light and ethereal blues,
every shape and all the hues,
space dust and double helix spring, repeating
fractals in everything—patterns spread, threaded
through the eye of time,
from star to sea, we slither, smile, bark,
howl at the moon, fear the dark—
and so, the universe never asks—what is
the beginning, what is the end—
it just is, when and then, again.
Paul Brookes’ Ekphrastic Challenge, Day 10. I was inspired by all three works today. You can read the other poems here.