Mindful Poetry FOTM for January (Glossa) (CW): Coming Home

Here's my second go at the glossa, this time using the more traditional, original form. For more on the glossa checkout this post: http://writing.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474981834494

Coming Home

We pray for one last landing

On the globe that gave us birth;

Let us rest our eyes on fleecy skies

And the cool green hills of Earth.

Outside the porthole lurks the black,

but we stay safe within these metal walls;

we are going home, we’re headed back.

Will we know what we left behind?

Or have far too many years passed?

Will what we knew still be standing?

Or have our lives been long recast?

But we’re coming back, in this ship,

through bleak space, ever expanding.

We pray for one last landing.

I remember the wind and clouds,

the pleasant taste of summer rain

and the raucous noise of crowds.

They’re distant, fleeting memories

but they are there, they remain;

they sustain me, they have worth.

They are the reason I stay sane.

I yearn for the day I come home,

I want my feet to touch the earth,

on the globe that gave us birth.

We ended our duty that was sworn,

pushed the boundaries of the new,

come through it all, ragged and worn.

We hunger for comfort and a rest,

to reap the promises that were made.

This last voyage, it will be our prize,

the most fitting end to our crusade.

We’ve set our course, to regain our home

and on that day we’ll forget the lies.

Let us rest our eyes on fleecy skies.

I’m so weary of the engine drone

the stench of oil, of unwashed skin

and the echo of each creak and groan

I want this world of space far gone

I wish to madly run, to laugh and sing

I want a life of merriment and mirth

I want seasons, winter, summer, fall and spring

I want my life to begin once more

with the wind in my hair, near a firth

and the cool green hills of Earth.

Come the cool green hills of Earth.

Let us rest our eyes on fleecy skies

On the globe that gave us birth;

We pray for one last landing...

(Text by Robert A. Heinlein)