I feel lift off coming
I am a rocket ship
Ready to launch
Into the depths of space
The universe yawning
Open at my approach,
A black hole,
A gravity well,
That sucks me in
Completely,
The fabric of Einstein’s
Reality as brilliant
And all encompassing
As a flower made
Of sparks and fire,
Drawing me ever
Forward even as I
Try to withdrawn,
All of it touching
All of me
As I plunge ahead,
My space ship pointed
Always in the direction
I ache to go,
I do not fear
The dark of it,
I feel not being
Allowed to penetrate
To find that joy.
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