4.6 billion years ago
Amidst a disc of gas, dust and rocky bodies, the infant sun is born
Over time, out of the chaos orbs of planets are formed
One of them- Theia, comes charging towards the young earth with a gigantic impact
Resulting in a swirling molten bright mess of magma rain clouds- synestia
Glowing as bright as the sun does today.
This hail of fiery synestia spins until from the depths emerge
Two young siblings.
One came alive and the other found its purpose in nurturing that life
Earth- the blue jewel teeming with life, moon- the silver white jewel glowing with tranquility;
A labyrinth of secrets breathing life into our planet,
A mystic guardian angel that fondly graces the night sky
Whispering stories every single day,
Holds the earth in a cosmic embrace, millennia after millennia
Together tracing a delicate dance around the sun-
The sun that turns into an angry red giant billions of years later
Driving the blue sibling to pull her silver white one into a closer embrace
Until it is torn apart in a catastrophic explosion
An explosion so devastating…
That what remains is a ring of fire around the earth,
A phenomenal sight that soon turns terrifying as the moon, now an inferno ring reaches earth,
And it happens once again-
The cosmic twins that were born together but separated at birth
The moon’s presence gave life and eventually its presence destroys that life.
This strange dynamic, the twins now one- is a different world,
A new creation holding timeless history-
A history of violence and tranquility and the balance in between
Suspended in the endless expanse- waiting for its beginning once again.
The formation of the moon is one of the greatest unsolved mysteries in planetary science, especially because of how similar its composition is to that of the earth. This poem is inspired by the synestia theory, the most recent and plausible theory of how the moon came to be and what its future may hold.
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