There might be no Neverland,No heaven, no after.Only cold Earth.There might be nothing—Yet isn’t that something?So pretend today will last forever.

And fly now, soar,Gravity only existsIf you believe in it.Fly with sunbeamsTangled in your glowing hairAnd fly with moonbeamsSoftening your faceAnd fly on the back of Pegasus.Fly close to the sun,And don’t be burned,Fly to the moon,And leave your handprintDenting it for who knows how long.

Bring me with youWhen you go,Lifting gently fromThis battered planet.We will skim the galaxiesLike tadpoles in a puddleOr young eaglesWeightlessFor the first time.We will fly pastWhere all the maps and pictures showTo un-named universesWhere we will orbitOther sunsAnd we willNeverLand.