It stares at me from depths of space
Tiny and distant now, yet it will grow
A lightless disk of gloom, as you expect
Black as the heart of hell? Well... black, indeed,
But wreathed in glowing gas, stars and galaxies
That glow and whirl around it forever
Though nothing lasts forever here
Even this magic show winds down to its destiny
The event horizon.
What lies beyond?
God only knows, wherever He may be
Once you have crossed, you are no longer of this time
But in a weird time, too strange to imagine
In which you fall headlong into a void,
To crash and crush, shrink to a singular point
Or if miracles spoke true, reemerge
(Yet reemerge as what, you wonder?)
While this familiar universe
Keeps on expanding, faster and faster
From unknown beginning to immeasurable end
Three dimensions curved into a fourth, maybe more
Imaginary time giving it direction, waves, cause and effect
But does it give a purpose, too?
The sun rises and sets, grass grows and wilts
Generations grow and age, stars burn out
And the ripples which I once made
Spread, diminish and merge with uncounted others
Their identity blurred by uncertainty
As we on Earth whirl to the end of time
To the great beyond of which we know nothing
Strange matter drifting through mysterious time.
Author and Curator: Dr. David P. Stern
Mail to Dr.Stern: david("at" symbol)phy6.org .
Last updated 25 January 2010