The Fabric of The Cosmos
A poem inspired by Plato's "Myth of Er" and the narrative of the loom of the cosmos and reincarnation.
The children chanted with low voice
for you are now a flower bed.
Horizons met for thousand years
in ripples on meridians.
Your tale is told in every house
your chest is laden, roses.
Your curls in suns and suns in curls,
your enemies stand defeated.
The underworld’s expecting you
the ferryman’s delightful
the fields of words that care not
give you compensation.
We are always part of the weave
the loom is moving us through eternity
it’s witness to the love we lose
witness to the one we receive
Its telegraphic motion in the cosmos
unlike anything you’ve seen,
it resonates with timeless rhymes
astronomy wrote this prelude.
The loom is weaving you again
returning you to flesh and winter shiver
deliverance for those on earth.
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Konstantinos Andrikopoulos
Copy and Content Writer. Poet.
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