A Poem by Jonel Abellanosa

Breakthrough

 

           After the visual art Astronomy by Abstract Astronomy

 

This latest probe proves beyond any doubt

there’s a chunk of the universe in the brain’s

blackest region: clustered planets like ours

gathered from galaxies that string our destinies

in the microscope’s cloud metaphors

shaded in violets, whites and oranges.

What these mists are remain unclear, but

these minute orbs hold versions of

ourselves repeating dissimilar lives,

as we have long argued.

 

The next times you travel in dreams

or imagine the future unfold its myriad

possibilities, or think you’re recalling,

know that they’re real: you’re an observer

of your selves happening elsewhere,

whether you’re father, son, husband

or grandfather. 

 

 

 

 

Jonel Abellanosa resides in Cebu City, the Philippines.  Remembering things that seem to never have happened, he thinks this life on Earth may not be his first.  He continues to search for more proof that ultimate hope is real.  Instead of relying on science, he approaches poetry like a pilgrim, prayerful in discerning the eternal other poets might have consciously or inadvertently left in their works; looking for universal hope expressing itself in different forms through stories of ordinary individuals.