Rocky Asterisms

A Song for the Astronaut

I
By the river where the little child wept
She skipped stones across the surface of the water
Half-way across the old country it dropped into eternity.
At night the rippled water seems so hard to remove
From the gravel of the shore, gray and black in moonlight.

II
The meteorite ripped the sky in fire
It tumbled into the ocean with a black crater
That quickly dissipated in smaller swells
And this is all that we see
As the marvel falls under the shroud
The mass of the earth is slightly heavier

III
Slowly turning and spinning into decay
Slight hiccups break the white and blue
In the vast oceanic abyss dividing by zero.
The sand speckle floating in the water and drifting like seaweed
All lonely, not healthy, but determined to continue rowing
With an untold number of rowers
Tilling space with hooks and hairs sweeping up the colors in their cloaks.
Skipping across the universe pollen disseminating into giant clouds
Surrounding, all surrounding, so distant and lonely.