The Next Giant Leap

It’s like a thousand fists punching you in the back, shooting you towards the stars and away from the only home you’ve ever known. And you’ll sit in silence as you watch it get smaller and smaller in the window, Before it disappears completely, enveloped by the dark. But then, the stars arrive in all their majesty. Like you’ve never seen them before; so many of them. You’ll sit silence, and you’ll get to work, Working to get you to where you are going, so very far away from home. It’s going to be beautiful, Mountain ranges as far as the eye can see, Sunsets every night. And when you come home in a ball of flames, We’ll be waiting, With fireworks and champagne, we’ll be waiting. And when you stand under the night sky again, Looking up to where you once where, You’ll always know that it was you who took the first steps on Mars.