Wanderlust

Right! We shall adjust!
I must obey this wanderlust!
Ignite! We shall combust!
With seven million-plus pounds of thrust!

Yes! We're in! Begin again!
And now it's off with the frost of the cryogens...
Into the night
Until we dock
Another charming ball of rock!

Vax! Make tracks!
Until we reach that monolith!
Line of sight along this parallax and back
Establish contact forthwith!

... and on
Until we dock
Another beguiling ball of rock!

Activate the program to reanimate
The vim, the force, the cells divide and replicate
The toil, the pace, the organism propagates
The roil, the haste, ferocity as it mutates
Conceive, adjust, the DNA accumulates
The heave, the push, the energy accelerates
The splurge, the gush, the instinct to proliferate
The rush of this existential wonder!