Voice of the Cosmos

Wings everlasting, by and by time,

transports the hour someone is prime.

Lifting the traveler into true space,

apprentice is raised to the master to face.

The Phantom of Flight soars to its feat.

The journey eternal’s heart is its beat.

The voice of the cosmos always is heard,

and un-deciphered, garbled its word.

The Choir of the Heavens’ musical gave,

the code of the ages to us to save.

Forgotten memory, symphonic lost key,

dwells inside us, dreaming to be.

© Donald James Vision

(From the Poetic Vision, "Voice of the Cosmos" -

by Donald James  Vision)