I Am A Voyager Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I will forever wander among stars
Mute as a ghost ship with stories to tell
Poised on pale banners spewing memories
Sprinkled onto passing galaxies of
Who, when and where
Who, when and where

Probes poised on borders of a dying star
Decoding records of who sent them
And who received

The rings of mighty planets yet unseen
Silent sentinels on brink of interstellar speed
Wrapped in froth of foamy heliospheric walls

I am a voyager
Hair tossed by solar winds stalling my ghostly galleon
Resisting hewing into tomes of space
The golden record of my life

Utterly unknown the hand to touch them
Eye to see them, ear to hear them
Utterly unknown
Who, when and where
Who, when and where

I am a voyager
My traces permeate the galaxy
Burst free, discharging data to the great beyond

I am a voyager
Who passed the frontier
The point plutonium power sources falter and their interceptors fail

All radios snuffed to silence by Europa's lava flow
Lakes spewing rich volcanoes
Watching, watching hellish magma bursting forth
As my ghost ship exceeds the sun's escape velocity

Big dish antennas pick up Neptune's ice-blue blips
As pulsars flirt with geysers from the bowels of a lonely satellite

My ghost ship now in starship mode
Easily penetrates the frozen-nitrogen surface sheath
Of a slow dying faint blue star

I am a voyager
Geysers of stellar showers blast
Circling with a harsh intent
My ghost ship to annihilate
Who, when and where
Who, when and where

Golden record now rubbish floating in a black beyond
Sails shattered, anchor swept away
No destination and without a course
Adrift in space forever.