January 3, 2020

This Lovely World

this lovely little world spins

at a rather astounding rate

we, living unfazed on its crust

travel an astonishing distance

without ever taking a step

to help

but wait

there’s more

this lovely little world orbits

a far, but not too distant, star

taking us along on a journey

of over a quarter billion miles

every year back to the start

almost

but wait

there’s more

this world’s star with its owned worlds

blisters both with heat and speed

every tick sees sixty go

every tock sees sixty more

to some star which when we arrive

has moved

but wait

there’s more

Sir Edwin’s thought seems proved

though he himself less constant

this space through which we careen

in which all we know exists moves

like some endless rubber band

stretches

and yet

it’s less

mote-like within such vast expanse

course both topsy and turvy

moving as hither as thither

scarce giving pause to thought

and like more precipitous plunge

unfelt