Jupiter's Secrets

By Writinstuffs

On the edge of infinity’s threshold,
I stand in observance of Jupiter.
This swirling planet,
from the moon speaks to me
through centuries of travel;
light-years of secrets
yet to be unlocked.

From the present to the future,
visions unfold in my third eye,
as if the planet were a soul.

I stand here on the moon, waiting
observing and shadows of previously
inhabited planets in unknown galaxies,
fill my mind.

I am Argonian, Saturnian, Plutonian,
Zardonian…my past lives meet
as one in this moment.

Clearly, planets are immortal souls.

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