Temet Nosce

While she slept in the depths

We all slept amongst the stars

Comets were coming,

We were waiting for ours.

Distantly we saw the curve

Of the lighted, smoking, trail

Quietly, she kept sleeping

Under the cold lit veil.

Awake, the sea it cried to her

Can you not see the air above?

The comets they're coming,

And yet you sleep my love.

Standing upon their starlit vein

They kept the time and purled

Barely contained, their joy,

Below hardly moved, the girl.

Those comets came, leaping

And we were knocked from our perch

Through the air and into the sky

We came to rest next to her.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading, feel free to comment.

Reviews

[roarke]

Ah, romanticism, and yet also very classic. Nice combination.
We miss quite a bit not looking up into the night sky anymore. There's a lot to be said up there...

[alice]

I like.
There is so many ways to interpret this poem, it 's really daunting to the reasons I've come up with. Thank you for making me think, but that was probably my over active imagination.

[Kerry O'Connor]

There is something magical about this poem. I really enjoyed it.