Richard M. Ankers - Author

We drift down eternity’s stream
Passengers caught in the flow of forever
There are sights to behold, impossibilities
The stuff that makes our dreams
Yet nothing so wonderful as the journey itself
A languid cruise amidst the stars
The atoms of life congeal into semblance
Before pouring away in cascades of waterfall being
Such are the ways in which infinities are measured
Eons of rapturous drifting

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