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Forget the fearful,earthly frets and aches.
Let blueness lure you to a future place.
Per Ardua ad Astra's what it takes.

Just heed the spangled darkness for your sakes.
Vega entranced my childish upturned face.
Forget the fearful,earthly frets and aches.

And feel the force and might that Heaven wakes.
Enskied, the legends Ancients used to trace.
Per Ardua ad Astra's what it takes.

Look up at the infinity He makes:
The firmament,omneity yea,Space.
Forget the fearful,earthly frets and aches.

Beware the sometime apocalyptic quakes.
Volcanic tragedies,polluted race.
Per Ardua ad Astra's what it takes.

May Space engulf us when the mayhem breaks.
And grant us gentle going full of Grace
Per Ardua ad Astra's what it takes.

© Margaret Fisher, September 2009

Space

Nothing perishes:
Once born we are always here
On or under earth
In one space or another
Or in wat'ry wastes fulfill'd.

© Margaret Fisher, September 2009

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