In depths of space had beckoned we were called to be more
With no forewarning, the last of the space vehicles left orbit
Those left on the surface without hope to escape the planet
Upon that planet, they'd been sent to discover all the ruins
Remnants of an alien life, artifacts of culture, and illusions
Finding people who had joy, purpose, love and fulfillment
Those left behind had wanted to record archives of the lost
There'd be time to figure it out, discover the deepest cause
There were reasons for loss, however many years distant
But there promised a world to know, to revel in and exalt
"an eternity it must have seemed to the others standing
by - I was struck dumb with
amazement, and when Lord Carnarvon, unable
to stand the suspense any longer,
inquired anxiously, 'Can you see
anything?' it was all I could do to get out the
words 'Yes, wonderful
things.”
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