Black Dog

I like the way this encompasses heaven and earth with such a pithy, ecomomy of words.

There's some fine imagery here. The rotating earth likened to a whirling/dervish dance; and sky emptied of stars, which lie strewn at the feet.

Earth's gravity can root us down, pull back the dreams that strain to fly. There's a terrible weight in those black holes and black dogs...

Rgds., Alan.