Standing on the edge of the moon's crust
In my faith did I truly trust
Living my life in an open emptiness
Stars abound, universe...it's tempest

Bidding adieu to the wide horizon
In a vast emptiness with an intense gaze
Traveling far away through the clouds and beyond
Thousands of miles on this moon race

As I bid adieu to the wandering skies
I stepped back into my space machine
I was searching for the floating dips
Falling in thin air from a weightless trip

My mission on moon was not the moon
My mission on moon was the drop
A drop from her lap with a leap
With a leap of faith I truly did

The fuel in my cryogenic space suit
Was burning bright and fast
As I was heading towards the stratosphere
A gush of adrenaline beat my fears

Blazing blue earth invited me with her smile
A halo that embraced my whole being
A halo engulfed by the smoky atmosphere
Gravity was my new beginning

As I got pulled into the earth's vortex
I pushed my space suit button
Free fall was my fuel from beyond
With my parachute wide open

Paragliding from the moon
Back to the earth below a hundred miles
I saw humanity celebrate my feat
A leap from the moon, a leap with a thousand smiles.

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