Flit

If there is nothing new under the sun,
Then point me towards another sun.
I shan't be wasting my precious time,
Exploring old adventurers' been-there-done-thats.
Lecture me not, but challenge me daily,
For I will train myself.
If I must fly, or flail, or be in two places at once,
By joe, if my ticket off this rock,
This silly, spinning, sinking ship,
Is hitherto impossible forms of travel,
Then lucky me to join the ranks
Of those intrepid, flea-bitten fools,
Who pioneered before my time,
And discovered all the easy stuff.
Ridicule me, discredit me, discourage me.. I'll endure,
So that I may build my own fortitude.
I am no giant, but I dream big.
I must!
Release me, dear life I know, let me be free,
Limit my body, free my mind!
I leave my material things in your careless hands.
I take with me my selective memories, your unconditional love,
And our unspoken understanding that what shall be considered beautiful
Is everything we cannot understand.
I am an explorer, a starman,
Pollen on the wind,
And the horizon beckons me forth!