Look into the heavens,
Beyond the horizon,
Above all harm.
Sail into a big, black, empty space;
Where there is peace,
Where there is silence.
The lights you see are like cities;
Each planet you pass like a tree,
Holding some kind of life.
A comet passes like a sky-rocket on the fourth.
As you float by,
You see a dead star lying still.
Representing the way it was;
The ghost town of space.
The peace you find,
The silence you hear,
The emptiness you feel,
It's all you need to escape;
Escape the everyday life on Earth;
It's only a dream.

by: Thomas D. Pope