As with Major Tom,
I too have found myself drifting heaven ward,
spiraling aimless past planets and
asteroids,
in hopes of finding other kindred spirits,
We are but celestial beings
not astronomical as in zodiac but rather
something intangible,
untouched,
pure
This exact moment,
Atoms, protons and neutrons all dancing in motion
it is as if there were a staged performance and Maestro Amadeus was
conducting,
His life orchestra feeding,
I find myself,
entangled in this space and time
transfixed in the moment,
Ground Control is somewhere far beyond my reach and I am
dancing,
swirling among the atoms,
looking for a place called home.
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