The starships have left us behind.
Here in this warm place.
We walk back toward the white lake.
The after echoes still ring in this empty warm air.
With faith we drink the waters.
Then the quiet explosions happen inward.
We let go while holding on.
We die but are still alive.
Forgotten God's remembered.
The awakening of hope.
The heaven sent.
New wings of light spread.
We take flight.
We now have full enlightenment.
We gain strange knowledge without learning.
Old and ancient dormant knowledge that has now awoken.
We build.
And we build.
We cleanse this sad planet.
And awaken it.
On light wings we search the stars.
We search for dying planets and the life they have.
To bring them here.
So that they will never be left behind.