My Universe

My Universe, a silvery sphere, inside
surfaced with triangular reflecting plates
that are arranged all around itself
to form the outer space of shell.

Self-centred shines the brightest jewel
with name of ‘I’ to form the core.
Within I an eye that can see
in all directions all at once.
All it can see when looking outwards
is self from all it’s bounced reflections.

This universe provides no shades
as all it’s focus is the core,
and as the jewel burns in brightness
the focal point will heat it more.

Fueled by the self inflicting pain
the core’s heat rises manifold,
to raise the temperature of mirrors
that makes the sphere shine in a glow.
Incessantly this unique jewel
burns within and multiplied
the heat begins to consume I.

Close to the point of self-destruction
the bonds that hold the plates transform,
melt from the propagating heat waves
that bombard it ever more.

The bond that fails allows the plate
to detach from it’s neighbours,
and one by one each joint that lets go
embarks to change my universe.

A sphere with many cracks it seems
launches it to grow in size,
exploding outwards from the jewel
to help it cool, to save its life.

The eye of I, now for the first time
can see further than itself,
it is in awe of what it finds
and ever more so
as it’s shell grows
and expands,
freed to be blind.

And there another silvery sphere
glows in perilous light,
the star of ‘you’ it traps within
until it too can melt its chains.

I’m not alone at all, I find,
another there beside me,
I hope to see you in your light,
your emanating glory.

And just beyond, illumination,
another you and you and more,
and there’s a ‘he’, a ‘she’, an ‘it’,
a ‘we’, an ‘us’, a ‘those’ and ‘these’,
and ‘them’ as well to see.

Yet each unique as I, a jewel,
and from their own core
each is I, yet often see the other,
as if they are not there at all.

But there is where I once was too
perhaps still am, what do I know,
what lens distorts my vision
that I am yet to find.

But can I say, you’re beautiful,
a star with brightest light,
magnificent and rare to find
yet by the billions, seen to shine.

So let my eye thank you to see,
the splendour of your being,
the treasured gift of showing me
allowing me the feast in seeing.

However bright your star may shine
behind it trails a cone of shade
from each of all the other lights
that surround your outer self.

The parts that formed my sphere
expanding, triangular plates,
reflecting gleam,
so distant now, so small to see
blending as debris in the seen
in time to perish out of sight.

Yet once they formed a light tight sphere,
a shell, within as burning hell,
as outer edge
and all it could
is focus on the core.
Not anymore, my universe
has blown to bits,
and so it be,
and so be it.

© Heinz Ross

My Universe


Joined August 2008

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From my book ‘Between Eternities’, as download or paperback.
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