Dark Matter

When your eyes
Pause on the ball
That hangs on the third branch from a star
You remember why it got dark
And why it is getting light again

The Earth (like the heart) leans back in its seat
And, like that, it travels along an orbit
Drawn in the darkness
Unpolished pearl
In sky-black
Palm of hands
Flickering Sun-flame

You remember
That you are yourself a light-bearer
Who receives her radiance from others