Passing through cracked sky
Slipping between clouds
Rising
High above the ground
From troposphere to stratosphere, mesosphere and on
Through boundaries, into the beyond
Deep space
Past the reaches of our familiar Sun
Seeing in a new light
See the universe undone
Fraying at the edges
Lost void
Grand precipice
Gaze into the well
Cast yourself and make a wish
Somewhere beyond the atmosphere
Mind wandering deep space
Starlight and sightless dark
Silence in my wake
Eyes to take it in
Flames into my lungs
Burn myself alive to know the warmth of the sun
Cast me into space
Body weightless
Set me ablaze
Hang me up among the stars
Let me shine blue for ten mega-anna
Then collapse into my heart
Into the stellar core
Violent supernova
Black hole of remorse
Beast of infinite pieces
Ceaselessly evolving
Revolving cycles
Aging like the sun
I’ve lived lifetimes
Seemingly anchored in one spot
Held aloft, in a vacuum, shining through cold space
Caught in a current
The fourth dimensional wake
I’ve been places, so devoid of understanding
Ever lagging, in a plane ever expanding
One breath to dull my senses
Another dulls the fear
Three breaths can take me places so far from the sphere
A breath, I’m firmly planted on the planar ‘scape of weird, wondered little things
Feel no pace, ways are clear
Hear the joyed distractions
Whispered in your ear
Lose all trace of time
Take a breath in the Here.
I must admit, I have no plans
For today, nor for life
I wander through consciousness, hoping for a light
Some illuminated path
I can’t remain this aimless
Twenty four long years have passed
I’m still grasping at the straws
Caring not whether I grab the shortest one or not
Taught to see the world in terms of opportunity
Have I just gone blind, or have they all eluded me?
I often slip away and hide myself from life
Wandering so aimlessly, in and out of sight
No light to guide the way
Never anywhere for long
Ever called “The Stray”
Strolling deeply shaded allies
Always somewhere in between
Never a fixed address
Passing close, though rarely noticed
The life of a Wanderer is lonely, though not hopeless
Focus likes seclusion
I may be lost in my own world, but I hold no delusions
The summer sky at night is alike to any other
Empty of all light aside from stars that sputter
Flicker out of sight
Contending with the moon to see who is most bright
A tight race, neck and neck
The moon borrows its light from our own little speck
A traitor to the stars
Equally as dim from some other planet, far
Feeble, just the same
In this desert ocean, we are not but one small grain
Little lights before my eyes
Hearts hung up like stars
Always so beautiful
Yet so distant
Forever far
I’m the dark, forgotten rock
Drifting out in space
No star to call my own
No warmth upon my face
In my empty system, I’ll forever wait
Come, O lonely star
Share your light and grace
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