Somewhere not here

The ivory staircase of the Titanic

A sailing airship that no sea can drown

The hues that hover are white and pink

And the noise is well matched to the sound

A realm of no realms with paper clouds floating

Transporting celestials wherever they desire

Where everyone one chooses their skin coating

Far better than what they one day aspired

Then a portfolio of faces appear

A promise that was made a long time ago

Who welcome every newcomer with a cheer

Letting them in from where a world that always said no

The all around sound is in an envelope in a bottle

In a place in a space with only grace

No memory of a farewelled world whose boggle

Is why people did what they did never saving face

Hello to this new era of wooed wonders

Unseen by gaze, unheard of by any man,

Only uncaged hearts have capacity for such conundrums

Further, better: eyes can see what has never been a plan.