THE BLACK HOLE

Into
The Hands of God

Out of The Darkness
Into The Light

Into
Life From Death We are Born

Out of The Perils
From Whence We Came

Into
The Knowledge
That He Will Be There

Out of Faith
We Find Our Self Here

Into
Our Travels
We Search High and Wide

Out of The Heavens
We'll Find Where We are

Into
Our Search
We'll Search with a Prayer

Out of Wisdom
We'll See Our Way Clear...


A THOUGHT!

It is only The Light I Cast Aside

That Blinds Me To What is Right

Dedicated to NASA and The Astronauts

IN MEMORY OF ALAN SHEPARD JR.

A Poeatreeman

Whatever Space Travels
You Take in Life

Make Sure God
is Along For The Ride

For it Will Be His Wings

That Will Hold You Up
When You Can't Fly

Edgar Allan Prieto
10/6/91

Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto