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Space Walk
Slipping free, I step toward the stars. All around I see the endless rush of eternity. Wobbly and ungainly, I turn toward that bluest Of marbles. Home, swathed in creamy clouds; Swirling amidst the lashing seas. My foot steps on nothingness, but feels like the crunching soil. My shielded eyes gaze upon blackness, but I see the rolling green of earth. I breath in air canned and sold in tubes But smell the flowered air of Spring. I had longed to be freed from the nagging pull Of the ground beneath my feet. And now I float in the dark and silent realm, Unknown to all but me and wish it more. I yearn, unknowing and unknown, To find that flashing beginning, To touch the hand that touched us all. I pull and tug, unmindful of the frightened chatter in my ear; The siren songs of safety and return. Now I float unbound, swirling away from the drifting edifice Of metallic love. Surely I see the stars and Flickering sun beckoning me toward themselves As they rush to embrace my bold approach. Dimming now, I gasp for breath no longer there. Knowing now the tales told by those who Flew in silvered arrows across the night of space And thought they had it all, But they had it not, it is I who now reach out And touch the face of God………
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