Earthbound

I survived the crash, survived the harsher waves that splashed. I survived the breaching fires that crawled towards me like starving rats. I survived the weight of a spacesuit, clinging to me like moss; it took to the last second to finally take it off. I survived the atmosphere that I thought would singe my lungs. I survived the sacred sun that I heard would burn my flesh.

I survived the program that sent me to space so long ago. I too survived teachers, and lieutenants that came and went. They grew as cold as barren snow, and I learned to live with it. All the peers and enemies, who I thought I should know. I survived their trials, and learned to let all of them go.

I survived tribulations, and therein excelled to great heights. To milky ways and nebulas, I beheld Crius and his lights within my sights. But now I am crash-landed, and am brought back to worldly plights. A spaceman will catch a feeling, as all men are inclined, to think that I had achieved so much, to think that I had won.

Here I am, again earth bound, as my feet stand in the salt. The waves press hard against my soles, but my soul is yet to say “enough.” The stars may shine, as fate aligns, while the sun begins to fall. There is a purpose in my return, always a purpose to it all.

I was once a spaceman, took flight on paths above so high. I judged those so far below, but that judgment was a lie. Stranded now, terra bound, clouds concealing stars. “Earthbound”, I like how it sounds, a spaceman may yet walk far.