Sunday 27 February 2011

Do not shake

(I was alone in a room,

one hundred thousand miles from Earth.

My body lay dead before me,

and yet I spoke,

and felt,

and lived.

Behind me lay a tortured world;

before me,

the moon...

and destiny.

Again I felt a surge of power.

Had I been able to,

I would have smiled.

My mission was accomplished.

No one knew;

no one understood.

If they had,

they would not

believe.)

(Maneuvers)

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