Spring Poetry Contest

The Black Hole (@renatasolimini)

Into the black hole, full of stars

orbiting with a spiral motion

as I touch every single star, it turn on a bright light

to see brilliantly clear my pathway

a genesis of new neural connections

or a thin and filamentous web, and I am the creator spider

I stop on the moon finally, my moon friend, soft and gentle and peaceful

from here I see my spider web of the stars, perfectly designed

satisfaction and peace

this is what I deeply feel

maybe it is the pain end, my only friend