Now Voyager

I am a specter that drifts alone through soft breaths of breeze.
I am a stranger in a redwood forest.
I am the speeding car that floats above a glowing city,
A glittering sky fading behind me.
I am the one whose dreams are full of blood and fire,
Who watches the hilltops turn black under smoking tongues of flame.
I am that person who stands alone on Bunker Hill,
Feeling the concrete and stainless steel ripple like water,
Riding the waves of the shattering of the Earth.