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late afternoon,
i used to do my thinking,
next to the lake on orion,
watching the nambibot waspees
coming in for night..
i was remembering my grandfathers tales
when such craft were made of timber and canvas
and the journey he made to dar es salaam..
here i sit only a lifetime later on orion

where would i take such a journey on orion,
what life could i lead, if i left its safety
and beauty, all i had known, and take that
starship of life to another port.. the transport

words of the moebian