Member-only story
Celestial
Navigation.
Paranormal phenomena,
In another realm,
A parallel existence,
Behaviour at the helm.
On a dark and starry night,
A cruising counterpart,
Celestial navigation,
A scene of serene art.
When the time has begun, the midnight sun,
Sent darts into the sky,
Astral apparitions,
As the world flies by.
I watch and wait and meditate,
Stars stop to sanctify,
The endless race to outer space,
It is their battle cry.
There’s movement at the station,
The word had got around,
Men and mice could not suffice,
Until peace was found.
Past Abercrombie,
The echoes in the hills,
The astral aberrations,
Filled with thrills and spills.
I watch the diamonds double,
Far past the Milky Way,
And then observe the wonder,
As night turns into day.
The cup, the ship, the lion,
Orion and the crow,
Fill the astral satchel,
As we hide in their shadow.
©
David Rudder
2024
Thank you for reading this piece and my poetry.
