When in the void, my spacesuit's bright
flame
doth pierce the darkness like a beacon's call.
I don the suit, a hero of the deep
spacewalk
where stars and planets spin in endless sleep.
The universe, in all its mystery,
awaits my gaze
like a cosmic, cosmic, cosmic craze.
And I, with suit aflame, am not afraid,
for in the void
I am the master of my own, my own.
So let the universe, in all its might,
shout with joy
as I, with suit aglow, take to the toy.