The astronaut who once dreamed
Of milky galaxies spread
Like jewels on the velvet sheath of space
Now finds himself longing for
The green veld of his fathers
And a firm ground that pulls him
Into an embrace that says:
He is loved and too precious to be let go of.


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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