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Beyond the atmospheric dome blue sky
A red sun punctuates every moment gone
Past cosmic black in dark suspense 
Hovers above the marbled cloud of Earth below

When stepping outside for the very first time
Looking up, the sky seems bigger than yesterday
As if it grew up over night by lightning strikes

Morning gathers clarity being viewed in colors
Five thousand balloons drift by in mellow style
Smaller than they were before their flight
To follow outlines of flying objects high
Of yellow helicopters holding patterns fast

Hung like Christmas ornaments 
Seen from below they look toy-ish
Against the back drop of gigantic blue
Curvatures of a planet taken by its roundness 

Dome rises solid from within the mission path
Inside the limits of imagination voyaging
Vivid to the naked eye surprised at being seen

Palm trees dangling in their greenery
Floating roots in grave danger of being cut 
Helicopters know the distance to the nearest star
When close at hand to plants, rotating blades above 
Almost afraid to touch 
They understand

Long fronds on top, dress in brightness, stand on air
Follow their own gravity, merge with the open sky
Green palms, yellow helicopters, suspend activity
Sway in silence above the fragile calm

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