"Her Voice Is Rain"

Supernovas

Form a mutiny at daybreak,

But they are hushed

As the sage of all suns

Whispers their way.

She pulls dark energy

From wreckage of night,

And the universe slows.

Her footsteps are among

Every constellation.

A gown grazes her ankles,

Snagged by Saturn's rings.

Gentle hands comfort the cosmos,

Then she kisses its forehead with darkness.

Watch her catch a new galaxy

As it slips through its bloody birth,

And she heals the body

Torn

As life rips the sky.

She stills the toiling creations

In an arc of unspeakable grace.

Slowly a world is rocked;

Softly a moon is lulled into orbit.

Each equinox is in her eyes--

Her voice is rain.

God, only God knows

Her name.