Spaceman

By Douglas DoNascimento

In a higher place, among the stars, we roam,
Crown to the King, in the void we call home.
Spaceman, you know nothing of what’s yet to come,
What you see is not what you get, this is not yet home.

Feel HIS presence, HIS essence so keen,
Read HIS journey, from HIS trials glean.
HIS masterclass, the beacon for life,
Guiding through darkness, HIS wisdom’s Light.

Flying to the moon, full outfits of mistakes,
Wrapped in aluminum foil, a broken heart, and a headache.

What would you do, if you could do anything?
What advice would you give yourself?

In the silence of space, a whisper so bold,
False promises glitter like gold.
Spaceman, you’re searching for something more,
A cosmic secret, behind the wrong door.

Feel HIS presence, HIS Spirit so free,
From your journey’s story, inspiration I see.
HIS masterclass, the beacon for life,
Proclaiming through the cosmos, HIS endless Might.

Flying to the moon, full outfits of mistakes,
Wrapped in aluminum foil, a broken heart, and a headache.

What would you do, if you could do anything?
What advice would you give yourself?

In the vast unknown, YOU are the treasure untold,
A mystery, a wonder, more precious than gold.
Spaceman, your journey, a lesson profound,
In the echoes of space, a new hope can be found.

Flying to the moon, full outfits of mistakes,
Wrapped in aluminum foil, a broken heart, and a headache.

What would you do, if you could do anything?
What advice would you give yourself?

Spaceman, in your discovery, accept The Way,
A higher Truth, where dreams sway.
Crown to the King, the universe unfolds,
In the unity of beings, a story told.