Going out there is no other <br />coming back there is no trace <br />though one journey on forever <br />still the mind is its own place. <br /> <br />Still erecting fences facing <br />(still incorporating doors) <br />still vast nothingness embracing <br />(and declining ‘mine’ and ‘yours’) . <br /> <br />Still the sun in silent splendour <br />smiles its message through the Void <br />that each and every golden sunbeam <br />suffers where it has enjoyed.<br /><br />Brian Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/going-out-there-is-no-other/
