Journal 3 – Neptune

The Impossible Memory




Smash, whoosh, bang.

Movement, somewhere,

Further and further away.

So much is happening,

Asteroids colliding

Planets gathering pieces,

A Sun gaining its light.


Methane, ammonia, hydrogen, helium

Swirling and creating a

Beautiful  blue hue.

A pulse, a hit and the blue pushes away

Away from the Sun’s warmth,

Away from the terrestrials.

Further and further until

It finds its spot

As the 8th planet from the Sun

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