In the distance the glittering fires dance
Taunting me, Will I drift back home I wonder? Perhaps in a million years....
______
Pulling back on the yoke I swam through a sea of rainbow fire,
through the incandescent arch and out into the unknown
______
The ball of diamond hard neutronium sang to me the siren's song.
In one second I gave it rain. A rain of my atoms as the gravity ripped me apart.
______
I shut everything down and listened.
Silence. And yet...a soft voice drifted up from the world below.
______
For the first time in weeks - he could see green.
He had almost forgotten what it looked like.
______
The moon looked angry with its bright red desert,
Almost like a child having a tantrum.
______
Nine rings for this planet were forged,
But here below him was one ring that ruled them all.
______
There was something out there. Vast and silent.
Something was blocking out the stars.
______
An ancient mariner once said that man would only find his soul once he is at sea.
In this ocean you don't find your soul, you find an abyss.
______
Creeping over the sunward side came a brilliant blue light,
A pristine guide in the black of space. Home. He was finally home...
______
Taunting me, Will I drift back home I wonder? Perhaps in a million years....
______
Pulling back on the yoke I swam through a sea of rainbow fire,
through the incandescent arch and out into the unknown
______
The ball of diamond hard neutronium sang to me the siren's song.
In one second I gave it rain. A rain of my atoms as the gravity ripped me apart.
______
I shut everything down and listened.
Silence. And yet...a soft voice drifted up from the world below.
______
For the first time in weeks - he could see green.
He had almost forgotten what it looked like.
______
The moon looked angry with its bright red desert,
Almost like a child having a tantrum.
______
Nine rings for this planet were forged,
But here below him was one ring that ruled them all.
______
There was something out there. Vast and silent.
Something was blocking out the stars.
______
An ancient mariner once said that man would only find his soul once he is at sea.
In this ocean you don't find your soul, you find an abyss.
______
Creeping over the sunward side came a brilliant blue light,
A pristine guide in the black of space. Home. He was finally home...
______
