I take quests to the Moon,
dipping hands in the Milky Way,
and toes in stardust
as I fly away;
I land in one piece,
unaware of the length of stay.

I mine for the intangible–
hopes to find hope,
penetrating soil with palms.
Venus’ light slopes
giving insight.
A departure never envelopes.


About Stephen Earley Jordan II

Author of "Beyond Bougie", "Cold, Black, and Hungry" and many other books.
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