let us forget the consequences,
let us leave the planet.
Although our settings were incorrect,
crystal somehow propelled us
into the outer orbits of stars,
by Penthius and Glaxxian,
where one can see oneself
in the mirror between dimensions.
And rocks and dust fell outside the window
we headed towards that point in Space
to where we did not know we were going.
Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin