It‘s Not The Same Without You! Poem by Phillip Gallant

I view the world
With scales cascaded from my eyes,
Encapsulating scholarly wisdom pearls in monotonic oyster shells of thought
And hoist my kited sails of mystic fabric,
Into this vacuum sea called space.

It is the time
For setting forth on solar tidal wind,
Sling shooting off magnetic celestial rings and catapult towards my dreams
To kingdoms yet unseen.

Across the cosmic vastness
I heard white petals of a rose crash down,
Upon dark emerald satin sheets of silent secrets and mysterious desire
What siren draws me to this place?

Acute my senses focused
On fragrant fragment particles of light,
Full throttle acceleration drives my hunger to complete this epic journey
Into the arms I thought were lost.