It's been a while out here, floating in the black,
but gravity has done its trick, and finally brought me back.
Atmosphere below me, even further down there's ground,
surely storms, maybe monsters, wonders waiting to be found.
When the air starts to thicken, my chute grabs on to some sky,
So as I drop in to this world, I go on a gentle glide.
Hopes and dreams distilling in to practical details,
lungs filling with potential, as I finally inhale.