Sisters—linking arms amid the crashing seas-breeze waves—laughing as we fell,
For we knew no fear in our homeland—there we did happily dwell.
Hope ever sprouted,
Love never doubted.
When invaders destroyed our youth and ships to far stars were sent,
Still, our hearts beat true to love—to our faith’s content.
You on board, shivering and afraid,
Me, left behind to protect the home world, there I stayed.
Long years passed and messages did tell of new homes fair,
I wish I’d been with you and every adventure shared.
But my content was in knowing you were free,
For enduring great danger here, never safe were we.
Strange silence then ensued and fearful the cause we pursued.
No words can describe the loss—an entire planet laid waste.
Only dead rocks floating in space—a home—myriad dreams erased.
So sister now, only memory serves to fill the aching void,
Where once we played and with our lives enjoyed.
But somber truth teaches—even in heavy loss we endure,
To strengthen that which is beyond any mortal cure.
My daughter now I send—to far distant stars to seek,
Our salvation in a future none yet can hope to speak.
My child, cling fast to the dream that held us in its sway,
The joys and laughter that brighten youth’s holy, every-day.
For there is no salvation found apart from the dreams that dwell,
Safely in the hearts of those who know how to love so well.