Center of the Sun
Journey through the ages, center of the Sun.
All the fools and sages, say it can’t be done.
Orion burns forever, giants in the sky.
Atoms crash together, silent echoes sigh.
I closed my eyes this morning, falling through a hole.
I heard a shout of warning, hang on to your soul.
Sounds go sliding past, echoes of long ago.
Planets cry their last, nowhere left to go.
My body is a spaceship, engines are my soul.
To stars I feel a kinship, for they are in control.
MDM
4/23/78