Gazing

My mind drifts onward
Lighting upon cloudy dreams
Embraced future tense

Variations

Embrace the strangeness,
Unique viewpoints we each bring
Colors in stained glass

Heading Home

Into darkened skies
Flung upwards against logic
Longing pulls homewards

Facing Homewards

Completed journey
Having done all that I can
Now facing homewards

Humanity’s Echoes

Morning’s strange silence,
A gentle hum from machines
Human’s echoing

Back and Forth

Reading it forwards
Our life ages gracefully.
Can we go backwards?