gathering and focusing light
a mirror now falls from the sky
a million particles of light scattered and divided
taken the place now the weed
once the flower stood beautiful and alive
now covered by the dirt it which it once grew
the flower's only frames
discarded and forgotten
what once has witnessed the birth of light
and the other to which a frame has been known
have now become light
gone but not vanished
This is a nerdy way of saying that we all leave our mark even a little flower's existence got captured by Hubble and the RF got beamed into space.
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