
Called HomeHave you ever wonderedCalled Home by ~WalkinginDreamlight
where old planet's go
the ones that spin
forgotten
and alone
beyond
the edge
of time
The new worlds
are born
in cosmic
violence
part of a
storm
that helps
things grow
Over time
a very
very
long time
old planet's
that once
were young
feel
themselves
drifting
further
and
further
away
When
the
time comes
these worlds
of tragic
beauty
scarred
and pock-marked
fried or
frozen
unwanted
unremembered
feel pulled
From across
existence
they drift
like bubbles
on air
taking
billions
of years
to get there
And one day
after long travel
they feel
the light
white and
ether