BEYOND MARS

 

Slowly, quietly, I walk alone

The nightly moonlight is shown –

Shadows dance – so hard to see

Like this loneliness in me . . .

The Fireflies I try to catch

Outward my hands I stretch –

Then the fog rises from the bog,

And in the distance a barking dog

I know the world is trying to sleep,

And what we sow we also reap –

O time, O time you slip on by,

And to my mind I don’t know why!

Then I stop and stare at the stars,

Knowing, heaven lies beyond Mars?

 

Thomas Theophilus© August 3, 2025