Float Free Poem by Harley White

At first glance this image defies belief,
excepting perhaps in a dream
where there is no rule for any motif
and seldom are things as they seem.

Zooming in one finds a free floating man,
or woman perhaps, out in space
in suit befitting such quixotic plan
of starry-eyed regions to pace.

An ‘untethered space walk' it's been labeled,
this saunter into the beyonds,
but suppose the way back were disabled
and one lost all familiar bonds

then rather than being intriguing roam
such venturing forth to unknowns
might make yearnings pivot to home sweet home
and our oh so accustomed zones.

At any rate let's assume things are fine
in this scenario fictive
that all's well that ends well along that line
for our narration descriptive.

Thence thus may I float to my heart's content
adrift in an infinite world
where e'er shall my vast wayfaring present
new phantasmagorias swirled…

Oh glorious cosmos, endless immense,
might yet you awaken enlightened sense?