Experiencing a moment in time when you know you were alive and well and living in paradise |
Rocket Ride In the search for the refuge of serenity in a moment of serendipity I took a rocket ride to freedom Strapped to a second stage booster That, (in what seemed at once an instant Of infinite G forces And an eternity of mind-bending geometries Accompanied by overwhelming If but momentary disorientation) Took me all the way to orbit to Q and to final synchronicity. To a point where There was now no longer an horizon I could use as a reference And in the distance against the darkness There were only stars. I realized with first joy in the knowing And then sadness in the going That my mind had so expanded It would no longer fit back Inside my head. In a moment of hilarity I had become a singularity That one could not see beyond. I was aware of an additional dimension Acting more like a coefficient than a factor But like metamorphosis rather than distortion It was a confusing contradiction That was at first difficult to grasp. I was finally in a place that I belonged, That I belonged to And that I had often Longed to be. I was In the end Of the Beginning F R E E |