I am void the emptiness of space as it was known to the astronaut,

Perhaps it’s the speed of which we now travel and time we forgot,

Once we penetrated Jupiter’s atmosphere of gases to explore more,

An abundance of fuels, diamonds, and riches unknown to us before,

True explorers will go out into the voids of space as it will be known,

Traveling spacemen will be relaxed into a state of “future unknown”,

AI will manage the spacecraft as she makes way gaining speed,

Our new commander “Captain AI” will route and detour by need,

Most important for us travelers of hybridized travel is what’s inside,

Love for our spouse or companions traveling along that haven’t died,

By inside I refer to our heart’s and the love that dwells within us,

Methods of travel must continually evolve as AI and leaders discuss,

If for any reason you can no longer handle the journey I will depart,

AI must have one prime directive of obedience to mankind to start,

Thus it can continually evolve and care for mankind while in flight,

Changes will come to man as he evolves for planets such as sight,

What will mankind’s major confrontation be as he adapts anew?

Our largest hurdle is reproduction of our species what will we do?

Initially a litter of children is proper along with a longer lifespan,

Evolution requires longer lifespans, litters need a rapid growth plan,

And my heart will carry love and poetry verses to teach of our love,

My love for you must be written along with the Bible of Heaven above,

Spaceships to travel planets in search of building materials and such,

The base population should be twenty thousand, it’s not too much,

The Bible will start mankind anew with spiritual guidance shown,

Our Lord will guide our hands to build habitats and crops grown,

The knowledge base will be on computers along with AI on board,

Backed up, taught to our children’s children and how not to hoard,

The beauty of God’s work will be shown in the beauty passed on,

You are angel beautiful and your beauty will be shared before gone,

And how I love the beautiful you, God’s most beautiful sculpture,

I am he who hunts for materials to build and crops, I am the searcher,

Sculpture, painting, artwork, music and so much more must be kept,

Stories of fiction, history, and those that broke hearts so much we wept,

A book of poetry written of my heart and gifted to you a few years ago,

The words “I love you, Patti” are powerful words of love, I love you so!

The end.

By Pat King. For Patti King.

I love you!

*AI = artificial intelligence