Submitted by Merril D. Smith
Then—
two stars danced
collapsing into one another
creating ripples,
waves tumbling through space,
bending time. . .
Now—
in a folded origami universe,
they reach us,
echoes of the past gently rocking our world,
ghostly whispers and secret sighs
speak of a former life unknown– yet somehow familiar–
calling out. . .
traces of stardust
recalling what once was and now is
Photo Credit: An Old Star Map
Vita Brevis Press. 
I liked the “unknown” associated nonetheless with the “familiar”.
I love the illustration. Thanks so much!
Bending time, like origami. Love that image.
Dancing stars…how could I resist? (K)
Speaking of “bending time…” over a year after the first reading, and I like this poem even more. As exciting as when I was a kid and first pointed my six-inch reflector at Messier 1, the Crab Nebula in Taurus, before it was even known that a “pulsar” (the word was yet to be invented) lurked. Thanks kindly for posting!