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Suspended in a beam of Light

Suspended in a beam of light,
So nearly tumbled out of sight
A fraction of a pixel seen
Where all my little life has been.
Where all my tiny mind unfolds
Where all my simple dreams and goals
Have found a stage to yell and shout
The few poor lines I've blurted out.

My airborne helicopter strolls
encounters with both gems and trolls
sweet dreams and darkness, mixed alike
throughout my planetary hike,
all stories told, some sizzling hot
and many absolutely not.

I gave the Muse my damndest shot
I lived within the story's plot
But all will pass, in Nature's Way,
We talk, we rhyme, we stress, we play
And then one day, we are 'released'.
Some call it 'blessed', but others 'fleeced'

What happens next, beyond that Door
Will likely lead to much, much more.
My bucket list includes this view
Four billion miles from all that stew
I wish to hover here a while
and idle in my domicile.
Just drinking in this humbling sight
the flicker of a candle light
I'll tell a story, spin a tale
Just like a tone deaf nightingale
A mutant turtle on a roll
Enjoying his galactic stroll
You're welcome at my fireside
All cozy warm and versified.

I'll be your tipsy satellite
And you and me can muse all night.

Francis Meyrick