Once upon a lifetime born Upon a distant star, A child from another world Descended in a jar. On the surface bright with light Emerging from the jar, The child assumed his place in time Upon this distant star. Beneath his feet the surface soft, No clouds were in the sky; No forces gravitational Secured him, he could fly. Acknowledging the life he’d live While other lives deny, He set about the life he’d lead And never questioned why. High above the surface flew, Exploring niche and nook, Looking for some company And everywhere he’d look. Desolation filtered from The crevices and hills; In the vast and cosmic state, No company fulfills. He settled into loneliness, Abandoned on his sphere; Carved an ‘X’ into his scalp Beneath then, ‘I am here.’ No one knew his circumstance, And no one knew his name; And when his candle flickered out, No one missed the flame.