Come step upon another world,
Faraway from the life you knew.
Let us pass through space and time,
Upon a line once so tangled.
Bend with me and find yourself,
Where the constellations are unknown.
And we can run as children upon this rippling glass,
To a place where time stops and death has no teeth.
Run away to cosmos’s end,
And we can be as one upon a shore of infinity.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.