time, a ship to carry me
through this space,
finite place
encasing immortality
as myself, real self,
sees that yonder plane
through ethereal windows
thoughts, flesh-weighted,
do not veil reality
dampen power
or hinder flight.
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time, a ship to carry me
through this space,
finite place
encasing immortality
as myself, real self,
sees that yonder plane
through ethereal windows
thoughts, flesh-weighted,
do not veil reality
dampen power
or hinder flight.