Original Poem: October 2nd 1998
I want to look through the sun
Until I see beyond
In the other world.
What will I see?
Creatures of the earth or
Made from the word.
Beings of precious light
Or the inhabitants of the first planet
Of the Orion system.
Then I would look into the sun
of the Orion System,
As much as I need to see beyond.
Will I see them now?
Those without flesh or not?
Maybe it will be another system.
A world within a world
In the bottom of a drawer,
In the bottom of a glass.
Beyond I look with my eyes closed
I see ideas, I see the way
Which I do not follow ___
©1998-2024 Dora Marii
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