Space For Awe

As arrays of rectilinear rays
Do radiate across a vacant sky,
Form bouquets of solar angles
As beauty to a naked eye.

Inside a billion spacetime points,
What memories may be hiding?
Bound together in affine connection.
Ageless, timeless and abiding.

Oh Geometry of Nothingness,
You're empty and so void.
Yet carry the curvature of crises
Of primal worlds destroyed.

But lo, we sit inside our soothing shallows,
And feed upon our facile fears.
And wonder why we have no awe,
As days become our many years. 1

1 I declare this to be my own work, entirely. In particular, no AI was used in any research, analysis, synthesis, writing, nor typesetting of this work. In short, AI was not recruited at any time in this work. Errors and inaccuracies are therefore proudly my own.