Gravity is the sound of a spin

It keeps you earthed with a din

Nothing like the clash of thunder

More like a silent sunder

It spins the earth around the star

And all the planets near and far

With the silence of the rose

Runs a stem like a thorned hose

Spouting out a mushroom cloud

Visible and rather loud

But only to those with a well tuned spirit

While all the others only find fear in it