Riding the rails
Prepared for lift off
Let the countdown begin
Defy the chains of gravity
Soaring past the stars
Looking down on home
Smaller and smaller
Burning through the atmosphere
So far off in the distance
Just a tiny speck
A blink, unrecognizable
To a place where
Distance means nothing
Time doesn't exist
Only space, abundant space
Back on some rails
Brace for this landing
Screeching breaks to a halt
So vibrant you can see the whistle
Breathtaking outer space paradise
Luscious golds and greens
Crisp blues and reds
Radiating unearthly energy
Melting a soft presence
Into the night
A rhythmic congregation
Emitting an immense freedom
Freedom of thought, of
Motion, of space and passion
Rising up and around
In marvelous rays of light.
About the Creator
Nikki Michelle
I am 36 this year and an ever-evolving writer in progress. I have a half-finished novel - that could potentially become a series...? So many changes have occurred in the past 3 decades. Just tryin to find my voice. Love and light always!
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