A blue promise of happiness, like Earth
Floating alone. A point of hope nestled
Among endless dark. You gave me words worth
More than platinum melted down and forged,
Beaten and shaped by an artisan’s hands
Into some bright and shining colossus,
A monument on lone and level sands,
A voyaging satellite’s existence
Fulfilled, an opus, an ode. Be my muse
And I will be your krater. Be my wine
And I will be your water. Be diffuse.
Mix with me and be whole, our souls entwined.
I am complete and my orbit is true.
Circling the sun, I will return to you.