Earth minds her business being born
In subtle rhythms
Vibrancy of space
When blindsided by Theia blundering by
They kissed and swung
Garlanded by debris discs expanding
Rippling sunlit fragments
Back out towards the Sun
Then came those moments
Waiting in stunned still
Seeing the Moon melting out of gravity
Into mottle and pucker of sea and crater
Earth ingests her clumsy
Creative gate crasher
Deep in her core and mantle
Finds herself tilted so round her jaunty axis
New seasons strum her
Rush over her shimmering colours of bang
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