.
Beyond the planets
are those who have seen
.
More of horror and distress
than you are able to imagine –
.
Each year the lightness flickers
from solstice to solstice
.
And we plough on
determined in each our separate furrows
.
Driven by the desire
for completion this time.
.
Does God look on in mercy
call to us from the stars
.
To stop, stand and stare,
read in the beauty of the constellations
.
A destiny that involves
rising to a new life of dreams
.
Beyond the conception
of the toiling world?
.
