Space Ships -------------------------------------------
Space Ships
To be out amongst the stars
to hold in view the sublime lights of origination
and see in my tiny palm
a shinning galactic heart
I a grain of sand
imagining by distance
to be an ocean
To be out amidst the stars
where nebula and mote
experience birth and death
in endless time
to feel all initiation surrounding me
and I like some pre antiquarian fish
gliding with ease
To be gathered with the stars
and shuck off the bond of gravity
to let loose the constraints of imagination
to discover the vistas of a universal nation
and so passing unhindered to eternity
encountering actual life
To be out riding with the stars
never again to be constrained
to peer through clouds
instead to witness the spectacle
the awesome unrepeatable dimensions
in the monumental beauty of our true abode
To be out there with the stars
and be in part the eyes and ears of my author
an intelligence exulting made perfection
understanding that from the smallest
to the incomprehensibly endless
to become a grain of sand
I am born in the celestial furnaces
To be there
just to be there
out there with the stars
and contain in my eye the reality of being
all the empirical majesty of conceptions creation
to hold in my survey
if only for a moment
my parent and my home
Granted, the poem is called space ships but the way you elaborate on it, to me it seems more as if you are describing the universe through the eyes of God as if describing some divine metaphysics. Again, the concept leaves me breathless but this time everything is put together perfectly and I won't be quoting all the lines I found spectacular for the sole purpose of stopping myself to copy and paste the entire poem. A favorite.
i was rocketship once and it was nothing like that. The stars were all different colors and fighting with eachother as i flew amongst them attempting to dodge their blows and sometimes failing. It was by far not what was described in this piece.
Submission Name: Space Ships
