The Dying Of The Light

What if we are already at the end.

The last planet in a dead universe

watching the echoes of eternity

play out through telescope lenses.

Despite the probes, the satellites,

maybe there is nothing left to find.

Someone, something else explored it all first,

planted their own flags

built their own marvels and wonders,

only to inch away into dust

before we even opened our eyes.


Tonight’s prompt for the Poetics Evening over at dVerse is ‘The End’. It’s funny, I was pondering this idea the other day and started wondering if we could be the last speck of light in a dying universe. It’s a somewhat depressing thought but as someone who spends their time buried in history it was interesting to think that the whole greater beyond could be just that, history already.

*The title is taken from Dylan Thomas’ poem.*