to understand, the possibility
of parallels and places in the
universe that suck light molecules
into black holes or wormholes
that could be the gates of hell itself
or heaven's, either one. I couldn't say.
I'm stuck in place, assigned a role,
a post to man until the planets all
align and I am free to venture to
another realm. Once in awhile I get
a foretaste, all it takes to keep me
going, grace today and hope tomorrow
that the cosmic train I ride will
reach its destination; but there'll
be a few more stops along the way,
exotic climates with intriguing scenery
I have only dreamed of.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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