The world is a very strange place
that we tend to take for granted.
It is as though we have ventured
into outer space—
and found ourselves landed
upon an endangered island
that is dying as I write this piece.
And as I hum this lovely melody
and dance until the sun’s morning light
shines upon the world one last time,
I know that it will be a night
that I will remember for a lifetime.
And into the afterlife—
as I soar beyond the heavens
and the evermore,
upon the Milky Way galaxy’s shore,
and further beyond the cosmic waves
that allow me to breathe in space...
I will build a castle on Mars—
made out of Milky Way candy bars
that will melt into a galactic door
that I may open—
and find myself bleeding yarn
from my open pores...
Allowing me to knit myself a kite
and fly myself through the cosmic sky,
as I witnessed a cow jumping over the moon,
then finding itself upon the Big Dipper,
becoming a rover of space and time.
Though I am aligned with planet Earth—
and for what it’s worth, I already know
that the moon’s serene glow
cannot contain the rain
that falls upon the earthly soil
from the clouds above...
Where the sun and the moon
are passionately in love—
like two turtle doves.
Like you and I.
As we flow through the river of time,
and as we align, I may take your hand.
We’ll escape the desert quicksand
and find ourselves in a foreign place...