Trip Into Space
Trip through the travelling Distances,
Grip of unraveling Instances,
Stove of prepared Indulgencies:
Here lies of daring Courage Chance,

That to be used here gorgeously,
Seeking of Crime remorselessly,
Dreaming of Find innocently,
Teaching to throw like a Sling,

To reproduce what was Intent
And reemerge with no Amend
Old and forgotten scaring Blend,
Whispering: “You! Just knee and bend!..”

Singing we’re born, not whispering –
Here comes Ache that’s like Whistling:
Make it a Blow – Waiting erase –
Breakthrough the Row and into Space!..