so full was it there and everywhereThe Void a nightly phantasm of lifethat hardly two specks or one moleculedanced lifeless, aimless, without vigorousand within limits unbounded by time;for where that all was was nowhere at allif time, as they say, is light and light lifeand life animated organisms,metabolisms, who grow and respondoriginally within to themselves.Space where I flew was not inanimate,nor were its functions un-manifestlydead, empty, without within stimuli.There could therefore not, in such a place, beTime. Devoid of light and shining star-fireor flesh to feel cold, irrelevant heat,mental existence, constituent pain,animals on Earth feared it as Damned,aged succubi accursed by timeto die, to pain, torment, and total waste.No! That is Earth’s and Gabriel’s argue.O, no, woe the tomb imaginationthe body describes final corruption,loss,O! loss too sweet of the life they loath’d.No words can assuage that horror of loss,or poems the promise of soulful releasewhen light fills the eyes of time’s dreadful marchand life’s power slips like skin over bone.It is, as they know, a blessing to curse.MICHAELDamn! Dionysos must challenge Mother Earth.Why did she have to do it, Creator?MUHAMMADShe may not, like Eve, have been the culpritof course, but it was no Denying Earthalone in Vacuum adored the Sunlight.Mercury, Venus, and Mars it abusedto the boiling point (but free of death’s fear,atmosphere, proximity, oxygen).MICHAELSeduced by Beauty? She wondered aloud.MUHAMMADBut then galaxies are lovelier Waysexquisite, milky, haloes of magiceven ashrouded in endless black robesperfect in pure taste and clean of all waste.