Where every man has gone before

A vision of the future
so soon it’s almost now.
He could walk through the word
on his vision, no eyes. Beaming,
His hope was the rose tinged fresnel
that called out the humanity
orbiting each race that was run.
I’ll face my red shirt demise
And boldly go.
Our greatest enterprise,
the search for ourselves,
was just a vessel.

Inspired by a prompt on


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