Until the Stars Burn Out

Terraforming, Kind global warming, To stir the seeds Within this Lazarus land, We dream their lives, Believe in the unimaginable, Resurrect what might have been.

Twin moons light this heaven, Time both wax and wane.

This land a ghostly battlefield Where crumbled meteorites Danced in crimson storms.

A century from now our visors Will be lifted, our hands unsheathed And in the tremble of new skin touching An ordinary miracle will be born.