Alpha To Omega

The sky is just another highway: Burnt white by the sun's time wheel A template of restless motion Peopled by the wisps of our imaginings The alpha and omega, of all that's known Past Earth's milk clouded gaze. The sky is just another highway Strewn with comets on their way To other unknown dawns, ringing alien suns Of birth panged planets, Matters all-seeding journey To proof the farthest reaches. The sky is just another highway It's laws are different from our laws: A highway that reaches straight overhead Speeding toward the brightest flames in heaven To illumine the embrace of past and present Where is found the bright cusp of tomorrow.