She Dances Through Time
written by: Aurora Kastanias
Four point five billion years ago the birth
of what would become our mother,
molded by violence, incessant shelling
of cosmic bodies drowning her in fire.
She abided, danced and swirled
gracefully embracing the elements attacking her,
reducing heat to create an atmosphere,
for her molten body to crystallise.
Rocky cradle for excited vapours to rest,
gently on her body, a liquid dress
tailored by asteroids and comets,
painting her in blue, oceans of water.
For life to be and she to be its bearer,
by now she had revolved around our father
a billion years fine-tuning their romance,
temperatures allowing his light to ignite
their offsprings, teach them to breathe,
they play, break molecules releasing oxygen,
she freezes, two point three billion years ago
for three hundred million years our parents quarrel.
Typical roller coasters of love affairs, toying with cells
amidst the ups and downs of another one
point five billion years, they finally make peace
engender evolution, a progeny of a myriad
complex, multifarious forms, their omnificence
distracting them from squabbles she is warm,
they create animals, he showers her with flowers
curious beings rise from the waters,
two hundred and fifty million years later they grow
rambling on unstable grounds, our mother in labour
breaking lands until, after all these billions of years
another cosmic body violently strikes her,
murdering the vast majority of her children dark
and cold she cries and endures and recreates
the premises preluding us, two million years
ago nurturing us ever since, to allow us to evolve
into children capable of marvel and awe
afore her omnific resilience, imbuing us
with consciousness, gifting us a body to experience
the universe, a mind to acknowledge its unfathomable
Mightiness. Let me invite you to never forget
to love our mother, gratefully and respectfully,
and if our gratitude will be sincere, we will love her
as her gentle guardians, and if our respect will be honest,
we will love all her kids as our brothers.
While studying for my BA in Business Administration, at an American University in Rome, I further got enchanted by 19th century existential authors as well as European ‘absurdism’ and the Theatre of the Absurd.
It was only after my MBA that I started writing more seriously, giving space to my true passions. In recent years I have written two existential novels in Italian. In recent months I have started studing astrophysics and writing poems in english, which finally brings me here.
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