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Mountains Meet the Sky

When we go to where mountains meet the sky,
We soar above the jutting, snowy peaks
While our spirits are shedding accrued doss,
Free of mass at last, free to really seek.
We become able to truly travel
At speeds so much faster than that of light,
Enabled thereby to visit wonders
Such as nebulae or stars lost to night.
Our Creator might assign us duties
To aid in expanding the sphere of space
Achieving our greatest life potential
With refined understanding, love, and grace.

          “Nothing is something” is a certain fact,
          Thus allowing growth by creative act.


                                                          Peter N Robertson

                                                          16 July 2017


© 2017 by Peter N Robertson & Co, Inc.

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