Galactic Force

Beyond the skyline, I watch an expanse outside this earthly realm… torches of balls glitter in seamless motion, orange streaks rolling in random numbers, circling ' round their territory like crystal fibrils wheeling, darting, perhaps prancing… Yet in relays, heavenly bodies afar do not collide with one another each of them holding an alchemy where millions are unnamed, undefined, unattained. Pray tell, of what purpose do they rule through a mystery, perceived by human theories, not by an imprimatur of a Source's universal law? Prophets say it will take light years to touch their faces and claim residence within this galactic space ... but for now, mark it as a restricted passageway.