A fateful trip, then skyward fall,
From the fast sun-circling earth.
Phone fumbling trying for help to call,
Pushing keys for all their worth.

Waving wild as it pulls away,
Like a bus departing early.
Taking with it earthly day,
Its humdrum hurley burley.

What would we think and also feel,
Marooned from all we know.
Fond farewell to this worldly wheel,
And without us, watch it go.

Gliding on like a ship at sea,
Full sail in a blazing sun.
Our exit port quick keen to flee,
Unaware of what we'd done.

Would we have to patient wait,
Until a solar year passed by.
Or would there be a wormhole gate,
As shortcut we could try.

Then as earth at last cruised back,
And before as quickly gone.
Calculating speed and track,
Would we dare to jump back on.

With a lucky leap we'd sure be glad,
When again repatriated.
For the scary time we'd space-bound had,
And frightful fate we'd contemplated.

So if with life you've fallen out,
Are with a busy world annoyed.
Imagine your desperate unheard shout,
From a place of lifeless void.

Then appreciate being bound here fast,
And unable to be flung.
From a scary trip returned at last,
Fellow travelers back among.