My Ship is my Pursuit
The Universe is This very seat
My imagination is a spacesuit
And proof fuels the entire fleet
I travel farther than any Scope
Even farther thus is the Past
To a Pale blue dot I send an Envelope
Goodbye forever I’m Home at last
But to Transcend Time and Space
Is to turn Hearts into Pulsating Stars
When You look Creation in the face
Do you Choose to do so from Behind bars?
I Choose my Basis and so I’m Free!
Mathematics has taught me how I can see!
