Into the belly of the beast
REVISION
Another room, but quite the opposite,
as busy as 60s SciFi set
in which a friendly and obliging crew
in uniforms of deep cerulean blue,
grouped round this alien hardware, slide me in
so that the gentle probing can begin.
Breathe in … breathe out … hold your breath …
continue breathing … planet Earth
seems far away, and Time has lost its place
in all this infinitely narrow space
in which seem I to drift away, cocooned
within these threatening noises, not Marooned.
These creatures come in peace. Calm and benign,
they mean no harm to this old heart of mine.
ORIGINAL
Another room, but quite the opposite,
as busy as a SciFi TV set
in which a friendly and obliging crew
in uniforms of deep cerulean blue,
grouped round this alien hardware, slide me in
so that the gentle probing can begin.
Breathe in … breathe out … hold your breath …
continue breathing … planet Earth
seems far away, and Time has lost its place
in all this infinitely narrow space.
These creatures come in peace. Calm and benign,
they mean no harm to this old heart of mine,
solicitous as all the saints above
whose moving principle, like theirs, is Love.
Last edited by David Callin; 12-17-2023 at 09:32 AM.
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