Into the beyond

Into the beyond

pass the open doorway

to a tomorrow

that has never existed

but lays unborn

in the womb of imagination.

Yet this is mapped

in the mind of God,

this is a numbered page

as yet unturned,

a dream to dress in

for the royal gala.

Step through the door

for you cannot

remain this side

today glides away:

a station en route,

a meal eaten,

water slipping through

your fingers.

Your deeds

footprints

washed away

by relentless time.