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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Yearnings



A journey into outer space
Is one I do not care to face;
To give Orion merry chase,
The orbit of the moon to trace,
To view three sunsets in one day,
While floating weightlessly away,
I do not yearn.

But let me see the stars that rise
In healthy, happy children’s eyes.
And this, the weightlessness I prize-
A conscience pure, where no guilt lies.
One day, transfigured, I shall climb
Beyond all bounds of space or time
And not return.
---author unknown