Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. — Carl Sandburg
Friday, February 26, 2016
of black holes and other matter
Black holes are real, they say;
they've proved it now.
How they bend the fabric of space and time
when they collide;
their siren songs luring the stars
to endless sleep—
while down here, in the dust
and infinite solitudes,
we hold on.