Black Skies

Cries in an unending universe fall on unhearing ears,
no one listening to invisible tears.
A blanket of stars go drifting by
cold diamonds in a black immortal sky.
Into the vast dark and lonely void tossed,
dreams abandoned, forgotten, lost.
An eternity passes in the wink of an eye,
hopes and desires first suffocate, then die.
For how can they live in this desolate place,
no near and no warmth isolated in space.
There is no right way up now just floating around,
no unwavering force that holds to the ground
and time passes slowly in this new world so strange
compelled to accept what can no longer be changed.

Rick Miller

Space Commander, MARS Orbital Reconnaissance Wing,

The Apotheosis