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Aug 2017
Through the portal, I stare,
transporting me into oblivion,
spitting me out on the other side
of the universe, unscathed.

The fusion of elements,
hydrogen, helium, and iron,
changing the colors of the stars,
white, blue, yellow, red and orange.

Planets surround me,
atmospheres and water.
dry rocks open to space,
opportunities for all.

Nebulae, shapes run the gambit,
helixes, rings, butterflies, *****,
horseheads, eagles and elephant trunks,
with colors that sear the retina with beauty.

Yet I touch none of these,
I experience this life,
through eyes that devour,
every sight that can be seen.

Trapped behind my window,
protected in my tomb,
floating aloft, in orbit,
breathing recycled air.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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