KESP

covered in water a planet hangs in the sky

claimed by our cousins when immortal man died

devoid of all neighbors, there is nothing in sight

look around at the blackness, 1.93994e+21 miles wide

"oh, if all that i see is what life wholly is

and nobody else has spawned from this abyss

then would that not be sad? i want more, can i see?

i will do what i can to find one galaxy"

shoot out at the sky with a rocket, explore!

watch your home fade away as you enter the door

float in the vacuum as you float in the sea

and finally find out if life elsewhere can be

you're far now, far out, and alone, much like always

what you feel is familiar, you've been lonely for days

a whirling and moaning reflects your shortness of "breath"

a blue angel, like water, takes you (rather than Death)

the cosmos, the Whole is filled with so many creatures

you can't meet them all, but even one, oh those features

quick, write it down, chisel it into stone

make use of this chance, since you'll never go home

there so many people, more than you ever dreamt

but since life's short: learn. learn and never relent

the short span that is left before death claims you, fish

must be seized, go to work, make the most of your wish

encased in a suit you're cut off from sorroundings

the pressure is vital and limbs help get around things

a dark dome, your head, will keep emotions a mystery

and your "voice", what a concept, will conceal all this history