The Solar Forge – a Poem

The Solar Forge

By Kate Rauner

Sun Solar Dynamics Observatory

Solar Dynamics Observatory

A hundred Earths would fit across the sphere

except they’d boil away.

The energy of life blasts out, hurled

into space, and will for eons untold.

Earth catches a drop in her blue hands and molds

our world.

Geysers surge in jets and waves and looping flares,

hotter than any gas.

Human hands blend metals forged in flame.

Only the Sun transmogrifies

in a forge with protons, neutrons; which lie beyond my eyes.

I only say their names


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