At the ends of the Earth
And wondered
What lay beyond
Not the horizon
Where there is only
More water
And more land
Not the horizon
Where there is only
More water
And more land
How many times
Have I watched
The last rays
Of a day dying
I visited
Many towns and villages
Where people lived in what I called poverty
The more I drove
The more I realized how much I have
But how little of it I need
I found this map
Of Cassiopeia
Fourth planet circling
Alpha Andromedae
With instructions
For activating
The wormhole
At Stonehenge
In this precious slice
Of time allotted
I record her beauty
With all my skill
But I stand here, now
Beyond so many
Impassable barriers
All along the way
Layer upon layer
Of silt
Of time
Accumulating
In form
In structure
In colour
In time
Beauty pens her poetry
Deftly in the nature of things
In the sand
I dig in roots
In the sun
I bask in life