I look to the wondrous night sky

I look to the wondrous night sky
and imagine what lies beyond;
perhaps I’m not as far away as they say,
maybe there’s no “there” there, after all;
something outside hides the way,
prevents me from hearing the call.

I look to the wondrous night sky
and imagine what lies beyond;
hope is a baby crying for candy
while suckling on mother’s breast –
nothing more;
fear and love war in my soul,
there is no victor,
but the battle takes a dreadful toll.

I look to the wondrous night sky
and imagine what lies beyond;
like an ant in a skyscraper’s basement,
my perception is dim,
nothing more than a whim;
faces pass in the crowd,
I smile, move on,
onward, never resting, till journey’s end;
and friendless on that last day,
I die alone…

– K Poleet

“Only Nixon can go to China.” – Vulcan proverb