Poetry #6

Stars running in the void

unleash a tremendous feeling 

that we cannot avoid,

clouds of gas and dust melting

into the black of darkness.

By diverse temperature they leave their mark

where they once lived is now emptiness 

just their memories remain to spark.

Fine measurements are required 

for life to exist and be admired,

while other planets are dead as stones

this one is filled with water and air,

with which tiny drops are the keystones

creating living plants per pair.

While greedy predators enjoy all the work for free,

life is sustained by a power capable to see

which pitiful being believes that everything comes out of the blue

without law nor order, which is not true.