An aviator must remember
that the sky isn’t his to capture.
A sailor must remember
that the sea isn’t his to anchor.
An astronaut must remember
that the universe isn’t his to conquer.
Because what ventures off—
Must eventually return.
Just like you and I—
Children of the great Wanderlust;
Who carry the same crimson, nomadic blood.
We’ve strayed too far off our homely shore.
We’ve drifted too far off our restful core.
The sun has slept and the moon has risen.
The earth has rested and the stars have awoken.
This is a calling;
From the magnificent Great Beyond.
It’s time for me to return,
And it’s time for you to come home.

Whatever happens, you made the happiest I've been 💕🏒