Space

The final frontier? So much to take in clutter and congestion upon this revolving earth and yet so little left of green forests, settled in by buildings and humanity ramparts on the left bastions, bridges, barricades highways on the right with little remaining in between. Spaces in the middle along the edges down the valleys across the fields there from up on the mountains stretching and tugging at time exonerating a moment of creation securing futures unseen living the dream of being waylaid by man and history and change. Space opens closes off the planets shuts out the stars drifts off into the distance where meteors and asteroids race to escape the boundaries to elongate the outer margins to expand the realms of reality to endure beyond the hand of man.