STAR ROAMER

Star Roamer

Thousands of years have now passed in this cold dark

Thousands of years all alone in this new life

Far from the galaxy known to the Hive Men

Far from the squadron I left on this wild dare

Dreamscape of meteors, comets and the great void

Vastness and parsecs and spectra of K stars

Sectors remoteness and the shadows of craters

Thousands of years still remain till my quest’s end.

But now it is time and the instruments say I am going home

But now it is time and Delta instruments do not lie

The point has been reached where my travelling record is halfway done

The point has been reached and Delta meters stare down the stars.

Thousands of stars I must see on my trip back

Thousands of stars will be blazing for my eyes

Crests now corroded attest to my rare deed

Maps that are scarred still acknowledge my long gaze

Lifetime suspended with decades in deep sleep

Visions and hologram ease and a stored peace

Scope for an infinite journey to new realms

Thousands of stars I will hail on my way home.

Gemini Enlisters, Terminal A

See our squadron, soldiers primed

Proud in our space fleet, star aligned

Soon the foe will fear the Hive

Those who resile retreating alive -

See our craft, and the daytime stars

Garnet sun and those glassy towers!

Men of Gemini – praise our name!

Feed our fire and extol our flame!

Boarding now, we heed the Call

Marching as one, grey-clad and tall

Mantra hymns exalt our ranks

Holograms flash, relaying our thanks

Silent screens now display our course,

Point to stars for our focal force

Now we wait for the launch’s surge

Matching warriors’ primal urge!

Orbit lurches, takes our weight

Thrusters ignite and then abate

All at once we’re on our way

Destiny’s laser shining its ray!

Years from now and all worlds will know

News we bring to the Spiral’s glow

Till that age we roam wild and free:

Hail the Twins and the Lord Kalki!

Warriors of the Spiral

Marching to the gantry where the dawn light is a whisper
Halting at our spacecraft where the red stars seem to hail us -

Soldiers in our grey ranks we are K men greeting distant suns
Warriors of the Great Hive we are One Kin fanning epic fire
Swept up in the vastness of the dark gulfs calling us to worlds
Vastness of the dust lanes where the lost moons wandering expire
Vastness of the Spiral and its cold light older than the rocks -

Someday all that vastness will be lauded as within us
But now we have boarded and the journey is beginning.

Daniel King about himself: I am an Australian same-sex oriented writer, with a strong interest in Hinduism (particularly pertaining to Kalki, the 10th and final avatar of Vishnu, the Preserver, incarnating now and forever together with Shiva, the Destroyer), mysticism in general, and astronomy. As a surfer, I am also strongly influenced by marine imagery.