The Darkness of Space (4/16/1997)

I am born of substance in the darkness of space.
    Around me are countless others, joining the race.

I look at a distant pinpoint of light.
    It's brighter than others; It somehow seems right.

I shake the shackles that hold me here,
    Drawn towards the light without any fear.


​The time is long the distance so great.
    We must travel far to find our mate.

I near you knowing space isn't dark,
    And must be more than gravity's lark.

Through space I hurtle, thrown like a knife.
    You've reached to me and I flare to life.

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