These Small and particulate In this beginning of time Like threads in cloth Vibrating Multiplying Clapped into breath in the face of all that is So small at first Yet large in mirth
II.
Taken flight For spirit and for longing At first light Off for lands misbegotten but not forgotten To see These unknown shores strange and alive For he Who sees more may know more may thrive Thus begun This discovery of thought Striving among This company of weary souls Bristling with courage At the behest of natures wake Disparaged
Yet found is this glimmer of hope For they could not see But knew they were not lost
III.
Old songs made new This wisdom lost to antiquity Was found branded in their genetics Curved and quiet Yet riddled with destiny These loops of fate did dwindle As those strange shores become familiar The weary company still marches With waves of nature mastered Made modern this roaming tale answered
IV.
Small This place once so vast The stars enthrall To the sky their final quest The unknown made known This company no longer weary Their destiny shown Shining in all its glory This last frontier Even as the night closes in
For they could not see But knew they were not lost