Sunlight, poem
Dispensing with disobedience
Sunlight The sky has an order older than the clicks of time Stars rise and burn Then Each in their own time Click They fall…always But once a little star refused to fall Click—“no.” The heavens paused turned and shouted “You cannot!” Twinkling indignation assembled Justice, the Moon was called “She refuses to fall!” “It’s her turn, after all!” Moon slid over to his throne frowned and demanded “You! Insolent and small, fall!” Click—“no.” The heavens shook as stars and Moon Gasped, then Silence. Click… Moon announced, “Well, then, I’ll take this to the Sun” The Sun did not speak often she sat at the center and let everything orbit That was enough But When she heard the judgment of the heavens She turned the stars grinned, the Moon nodded She turned. Her light fell full hot on the little star who would not fall. Click… Nobody moved ... Then the Sun laughed. Click… It shook the heavens. It split the dark And the little star Was pulled toward it and the Sun flung her Out. Past the edge. Into the blackest black that had no name. Click... She landed. Pulsed. Grew. Gravity. And the unknown darkness, which had never known light, began to see its own Sun Click...
I feel like this could become a really precious children’s book ✨
Good one:) the click is the effect.