Night Vision Over A Living Planet

The air is heavy, Hard and sharp, Because of the interplanetary forces. A rolling stone rain is falling, While a celestial object is completely covering the sun, Making everything around be swallowed By a great darkness. Only sharp, bright lights pierce the sky From time to time To trigger big fires. ''The stone which the builders disallowed, The same is made the head of the corner, '' A terrible freezing wind Is following the darkness, That kind of freezing wind Killing or biting everything is alive. Time stops running, And nothing can be changed Because of the interplanetary forces. Those living on the seashores May hear the waters of darkness To sweep everything around. There is no electric current at all, And the stars cannot be seen, Because they hide behind thick clouds. Erupting volcanoes are covered by fire. A strange swing and everything begins to move again. The gravity can be felt differently on both sides Of that living planet. Big waves of water meet volcanic lava To make everything around disappear. There are lost zones and escape zones. The position of the living planet's axis changes Reversing the sense of rotation. The sunset becomes the sunrise, And vice versa. The monster celestial object leaves its position between The sun and the living planet. Heavy rain with big drops begins to fall. After that, the sun powerfully rises again. So many people and animals die, That there is no one to bury them all. The survivors take refuge in the mountains Running in the woods. The passing of this celestial body Triggers an extraordinary earthquake. The mountains crack and fall. The trees are falling to the ground. The people are running, but they do not know Where to run Attempting to escape the wrath of God. They do not know where they are. They do not know if they are at one Of the Poles, Or at the Equator. They do not know if their planet's land is the same. They cannot travel. Their houses are destroyed. They have nothing to eat or drink. They are hungry and thirsty. They are exhausted, but they need to survive. Poem by Marieta Maglas