The Jupiter Giant
Without water or life
It’s satellites orbit the violent sky
Spaceman better find water
If he is not to die
Searching as the cosmic nomad
In the great desert in the sky
Another planetary giant
Seeking the wet embrace of water
Since boiled away and gone
Or frozen in life’s past
Needing water’s breath
In liquid existence
For organic life to be cast
In the Narrow meaning of existence
In the embrace of wet
Sacred has a new meaning
In the narrow zone of organic living
One wonders of Life in cosmos
If all existed in the embrace of wet?
But nothing would exist without fire too,
Like life without water.
Matter is born of fire and energy
Without the need of the warmth of love
That water brings.
Fire, a stranger to life
And yet, like water,
Is also at the core of matter’s existence.
Another “iron-y” of organic conception.
No wonder “God” was invented
In the mystic mind of humankind.