Our solar system
Our solar system is huge.
That spells HUGE.
Swirling, orbiting, spinning.
It’s so huge that I had to leave out adjectives and nouns just then.
I only used verbs. I just listed verbs. Like a child.
The planets are swimming in space. Floating in nothingness.
Moving, spreading. These are also verbs.
Huge. Round. Things.
Never bumping into each other.
Colours in the darkness.
Reds, oranges, yellows, and blues.
I am trying to imagine a person in the solar system and am finding it impossible.
You can’t see a planet and a person at the same time, unless you are right next to the person and really far away from the planet.
Your eye can’t take it all in. In films, the camera is always in the perfect position.
And yet we are all part of it.
The solar system is ours.
It doesn’t belong to us.
But it’s ours.
We belong to it and it belongs to us.
In a strange irrelevant way, we exist with it.
Did I mention it’s HUGE.