Once
She held me tight
She held me close
Her face so bright,
So rose

Once
We joined our hands
Bathed in the light
Nothing could've stranded
Our delight

But her smile cracked
Like glass
Glowing teeth of lies
Chaotic words, emotionless
Angry flies

Then she kissed me goodbye
And by the end of spring
I began to die
Unseen

Now I sit in the dark
Wishing for her eyes,
To hear once more her words' spark:
Sweet, sweet butterflies

"Let there be light!"
And thus the first shadow was born.

A rose and a cactus fell in love.
They understood each other's thorns.

When the winds blow
free
The tree loses
a leaf
But the leaf loses
an entire tree

the very roots
that nourish
also prevent
the tree
from moving

There is a beautiful world
Full of life and love and lust
A land in which dreams unfold
I will, I do, I must

Then

There is a world of masks
Full of lies and lows and rant
A land of troubles and tears and tasks
I won’t, I don’t, I can’t

And

These worlds are one and the same
All it takes is a little peek
To see, beneath the veil, the shame
There is nothing like what we seek

Hi
from the night sky

We roam the void, devoid of any fears
Our blue sphere behind, a red one ahead
Headed to a rock so silent and dead
And yet, back home, there are cheers

Remember us as we make it to Mars
The two robots rumbling, raising sand
Sent to examine, excavate, explore
Plucking wonders from the ore
Wandering around the wasteland

A land of dangers and dunes and dark and dust
And crust and cold and craters and clouds

High
in the white sky

Remember us as you gaze at the stars,
For when times are tough and severe
As they veer towards war and cruelty
To peer into the abyss and, yet, persevere
Is nothing less than a lesson of ingenuity

Remember your Promethean flame
Its blaze, the bravery; its ember, the brain
With that fire you made us wings
This burning desire to be airborne is our bond

As we dare mighty things
With a yearn to belong
From the pond to the sea to the ocean
to beyond!

We'll remember men kindly
longing,
And hope, perhaps idly,
That mankind is coming
right behind

Clouds occlude our view as you
Hide
in the bright sky

And, still,

A blue dot ought to be there
To believe, even being small and pale
That it can dare to achieve such a tale:
The dark is not too much to bear

G'bye
from the night sky