above ambient light
robotic telescopes
observe on mountaintops…
and chart star dust labors
of long birthings
in clouds of nebulae…
catch red dwarfs dying
their insanities of edge
all in light years tumbling
as inside that frigid vault
lovers close embrace
wrapped deep in down
their edges joined…
dispersing with the universe
through insensate space
mingling dust to dust
and tumbling in desire
Proem... 
OMH this is gorgeous!!!
Very glad you think so, Ward.
This one got an “oh my” from me too! Lovely, Bonnie.
Or…. lovely Bonnie
Well, thank you, Jana. Fun to write. Smiles.
So that’s what goes on inside these vaults. 😉 x
Laughing.