Craving Planets

In a barage of poetry
The poet aims by the onslaught of words
A transformation of the soul
.

In cascades of rhetoric
The empty space between us fills
Like stars with bright distance
.

In the journey of light
The particles form waves of energy
That feed the production of life
.

In forests of questions and quests
The answers form like leaves
Upon trees
.

In hearts of creatures lingering there
The fruit falls
Feeding the earth like rotting corpses
.

There is life in the death of beautiful things
Whose moments of intensity
Are reborn
.

In changes of moments
There is nothing to return to
And we find the void
.

Yearning
The planets fall around the sun
Craving
.