Cosmos

Ocean of the brightest stars,

Dark and light in hand.

Sailing on the solar tides,

As discovery demands.

We've all left our friends and family,

As we sail from home.

Memories kept in our hearts,

As deep space we roam.

We know we will face perils,

And yet we still make haste.

To explore creation's scope,

To the furthest depths of space.

So we begin our pilgrimage,

Setting off from Sol.

For we are the Pilgrims,

And our bell will never toll.