Unseen
No ears to hear
The sound
Leaking from the ground
Liquid rock
Knock knock knock
Orange chords
Molten words
No eyes to see
The sky
Tinged with smoke on high
Ragged cloud
Fresh with colours loud
Flashes of electric
Patterns concentric
No tongues to taste
The acid
Oceans seething rancid
Writhing soup
As molecules group
Organic
Dancing manic
No fingers to touch
The heat
Of jiggling atoms beat
The hard
Solidity of rock shard
Trembling ground
With water drowned
No nostrils to smell
The gasses
Pumping plumes in masses
The smoke
Sulphurous devil’s joke
Swirling
Fumes always twirling,
Nothing to witness
The sight
Of matter spinning
In that beginning.
Opher – 10.5.2021
If it wasn’t for life there would be nothing to see the majesty of the universe.
I hope we all appreciate it enough.