Beyond the Skies
Upon the cosmic stage, where stars take their bow,
A query arises, one that plagues us now,
What keeps the world spinning, the heavens alive?
Is it love that pervades, or a force we contrive?
In the celestial dance, as spheres whirl ‘round,
What force, pray tell, makes the journey profound?
Love, not the engine that drives planets’ course,
But the essence…