Escape

Today's 24/7 effort is another poem related to an ongoing work, and looking again at the Folk's journey from their doomed planet across dimensions to the world where the majority of them settled.

Escape

A flick of a switch, a subtle change
And there has become here
Three moons are now two, how very strange

Days become weeks, a month, now a year
Refugees seek a home
Where imminent nova will not be a fear

Some settle sooner, too tired to roam
Any further, the others move on
Across the dimensions, then finding a home

With only one moon; but the forests are wide
The sun is no danger, no reason to hide.