Wanderlust

Right! We shall adjust! I must obey this wanderlust! Ignite! We shall combust! With seven million-plus pounds of thrust! Yes! We're in! Begin again! And now it's off with the frost of the cryogens... Into the night Until we dock Another charming ball of rock! Vax! Make tracks! Until we reach that monolith! Line of sight along this parallax and back Establish contact forthwith! ... and on Until we dock Another beguiling ball of rock! Activate the program to reanimate The vim, the force, the cells divide and replicate The toil, the pace, the organism propagates The roil, the haste, ferocity as it mutates Conceive, adjust, the DNA accumulates The heave, the push, the energy accelerates The splurge, the gush, the instinct to proliferate The rush of this existential wonder!