Traveling In the Void
There is no time here.
Time is motion relative to other motion,
Yet we move relative to nothing.
Nothing surrounds us.
We hang in emptiness.
Like diamonds cast across a field of black velvet
The stars shine cold against space
Gathered together in their serried ranks of billiions
Mustered into shimmering islands
The galaxies wander
Unimaginably far apart
They are as nothing
As nothing
Against this neverending blankness
This coldness
This nothing that is space.
Between worlds we drift.
We drift and sleep
We drift and dream
Of things we know;
Things we wish to know.
From one small round rock to another
Wheeling through the void
We drift
Specks lost in the Immensity.
We drift and there is no change
For there is no time here.
There is no time.
Copyright © William Masonis | Year Posted 2008
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