Open these black holes. Set light free.
Free to roam through space, constellations. The Cosmos.
When light escapes from black holes, it belongs among the stars.
 
And ain’t that such a beautiful thing?
 
At the brink of death,
We think that all life and hope has left.
But if we fight for slightly longer?
Our victory will put us amongst the stars
Stories of plight; victories of light.
 
You’re able to defy reality
Shred your black holes open
And free yourself. To become
 
Light. Exploding in the skies
 
Ain’t that just a beautiful thing?

@Sircharlesthepoet

Ain’t you just a beautiful thing?

I will be posting a video of me performing this tomorrow. Let me know how you’ve enjoyed the poem below!