Wondrous World

Let mankind have their Earth,
The world that housed them, their place of birth!
Let all Creation leave me be!
As long as this world I see,
The home outside the void and vacuum
Can be only mine, my final tomb!

Let men have their accursed Earth,
But leave this place for me.
And let men have their hot and dismal surf
On beaches by a corrupted sea
I tell you now, just leave this world be.

The world that I live now does abound
With fantasticals that do surround
My hopes and dreams, the distant shore
Of my home away from here.
Creatures there, of myth and lore,
And meager me, who shows no fear.

Let men have their Earth,
The world that housed them, their place of birth.
Let all Creation leave me be!
As long as this world I see,
This home outside the void and vacuum
Can be only mine, my final tomb!

But myself, you know, will bear the load
And make the journey, which God forebode,
To the land of greens and blues and light,
The wondrous land, the sun so bright,
The new Earth, my new abode.

Eyes cannot comprehend
The extraordinary bend
Which shapes the fabric of destiny
And keeps a man alive to see
A glorious and blissful end.

So let men have their Earth,
The world that housed them, their place of birth!
Let all Creation leave me be!
As long as this world I see,
The home outside the void and vacuum
Can be only mine, my final tomb!

I rest there, blissful, blithe
Attuned to joyous fife,
The flute used by incredible men!
They play so well, and I have been
Listening for oh so long,
And still have not lost interest in the song.

My home outside reality,
The other half of my duality,
Is where I wish to spend my days.
Learning all these creatures' ways
Having escaped from life's deadly maze.

So let men have their Earth,
The world that housed them, their place of birth!
Let all Creation leave me be!
As long as this world I see,
The home outside the void and vacuum
Can be only mine, my final tomb!

One fantastical says to me,
You are new! Who can you be?
I reply that I am one of them,
From the rough, a picked gem.
He welcomes me with vigorous cheers
As I feel my eyes fill up with tears.

Home at last! I cry out,
And they reply with a happy shout,
Welcome home, our dearest friend,
Welcome home, our relative.
And there I stay, on that world's face,
Glad for it is my final resting-place.

So let men have their Earth,
The world that housed them, their place of birth!
Let all Creation leave me be!
As long as this world I see,
The home outside the void and vacuum
Can be only mine, my final tomb!

Just let me have this one world,
Where I sore with new wings unfurled,
And the plants never had withered or curled,
In that home away from home,
That fantastically wondrous, joyful world.