Is it the darkness, the void between the stars

The black abyss we see from a vantage so afar

A distant aura, a shutter felt by inner radar

That surfaces a feeling of where we are.

Time goes eons backward as I look through the glass

That magnifies light emitted long in our past.

Anxiety consumes me with life fleeting so fast

Our lives are a spark, a pulsar of trespass.

Galaxies, clusters, nebulas all come into view

Stars in the millions, gaseous clouds in azure hues

All the splendor I feel from this heavenly venue

Looking up that one evening I spent with you.

by Joe Hannan