25 January 2011

Sailing the Milkyway

Image by: Tom Lowe

Floating the galaxy, I dream

like stars we gaze upon
visible and present, but tells
a past of a light years ago

Do I wish upon it
as it appears to the eye?
real, tangible, warm and blazing?

or is it a mere story, a dream, a whisper
foretold and foregone?