Distant Worlds

A million points of light,
and for each a million more.
To travel to these distant worlds
where none have been before,

And pick a tiny planet
where no one has ever been,
to create the perfect home world
like no one has ever seen.

So far away, so distant
from this planet Earth.
Gladly would I travel
to plan Utopia's birth.

To start again with nothing,
just the land, and you, and I,
beside the pure, clean water,
beneath the clear blue sky.

I'd build for you a garden,
Paradise would be its name,
and rid it of all serpents,
so as not to be the same

As the world from which we come,
with it's crime and lust and sin.
Such a perfect world we'd make
as we begin again.

But these are distant worlds
where never shall we go,
I shared this thought with you
just so you would know

That if I could, I'd tear apart
the world in which we live,
and build it all back better,
then to you, the world I'd give.

Paul Allen Rice