Gravitational Waves

Gravitational Waves (Jazz) Early in the morning of September fourteen Just as the sun crept over valleys of green And the fishermen pulled their little boats to the sea Not predicting what a catch this fine day would bring The flowers spun their heads to welcome the sun And the little birds sang the songs they always have sung But none of their chirps were as distinct as the ones That the wave detectors picked up that day Locked in the orbit of two black holes their masses dwarf the sun Bending light from all the other stars they won’t stop till they’re done A billion years of spinning around until they merge to one Like a crazy tango in the sky Early in the morning of September fourteen The world seemed to be the place it always had been But one little graph that appeared on a screen And across the USA was simultaneously seen Was going to change the way we look up into the night Not only seeing but also hearing the sight And prove that Einstein again had been right Nearly one hundred years to that day Locked in the orbit of two black holes their masses dwarf the sun Bending light from all the other stars they won’t stop till they’re done A billion years of twisting around and speeding as they spun Like a crazy tango in the sky