as i stand
upon a stone of crystal quartz
a pillar struck
amid the skies and water
on the shores of magi lake
illuminated by
the waxing moon
gaia sighs
and spirits rise
chill upon the winter winds
as clouds appear to thin
orion is there
and sirius glimmering
all red and blue and white and cold
as captain jurgen blasts
recharged stardrive omnicron
time traveller stutters back to black
11 months
and there are chunks of ice everywhere