Cosmic background radiation

Oh universe ye tellst to us thy tale,
thy megaphone part of a second old
fills all the vacuum in microwave
throughout the space ye darest to unfold.

So then more time passed than words might describe,
diverted by their dating with the stars
thy low cry was lost "electronics noise",
forgivest the limits of the species!

Fortune by their hunger of publishing
a profet's word of thy construct was found
the story of the beginning within
the silent global continuous sound.

The big bang of concept when theory
meets experience not scientist fear.

(inspired in 1/2 Nobel price in physics 2019)

Oh gravity, ye shapeth my universe.

Oh, treacherous pull of endless floor
under our light inconsequential trample,
in equal measure, the feather is won
cursed by thee, to its inevitable fall.

Thy naked invisible attraction
sways the seas in moonlight dates,
holds north and south feet kissin',
and has us visiting the sun from west!

Force that collects from all distance
a grip the scale takes the measure,
I miss ye largely drifting in space.

Ye are a tango between bodies,
from a bang that predates time,
sculpting atomic dust into planets.

Who would live evermore?

I dost fear death not, I mock ye neither,
rather dread the waist in unfulfilling.
Single breath forces ease departure,
yet, forgetting the hearts left beating...

Were I to gather the winds grace,
granting them a brace'd be too eager,
I hope only to leave bliss in few,
yet ambition weights in my measure.

Thus of me the prime ye conjure,
forgive my human in nature,
take on the loud laugh and light dance.

Bring it to thy weddings and funerals,
to thy sons sons births, baptisms and sermons,
bring me memory of deep warmth for thee.