Exhortation II
the steel bulkheads reflect
hard facts of harsher realities
the tubular passageway does not
invite the eye warmly I hesitate
to continue along its path.
the cold loneliness of space needs
softness to fill its emptiness
I approach the portal
and gaze into the blackness
relieved by occasional
multi-colour shards of light
vari-formed patterns of stardust
these/they wait for us to come....
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