Wayward man, opposite clouds, There and back again, far from crowds, Disarray, astray through grey- where he shrouds. Vague, vigilant, vastly enigmatic, To see from such a point of view is idiosyncratic,
Astral miles, took off from land, Charting depths of the unmanned, Once on shore-- 'what's beyond the sand?' Others lost wills to explore, a journey unbland; Demand to expand, for space is your command.