Perpendicular to a parallel universe
Stepping across the stars
Immersed in visions the colors of life, The spectrum of it all.
Will we rise to the occasion My friends?
Or
Like so many times before
Simply watch
Through the glass
As the sands of us
Seep slowly
Into oblivion The unknown known
As it were
To see the future
One only needs to look
In the past.

Poem written by William P. O'Malley IV Digital art by Arte Indigo