First Apollo Mission

The firmament was never flown before
like sea never sailed before
leaves no wake behind it

an arrow-like chariot takes to strike,
to fly, to leave the big bow

dancing in the wind,
Minerva blows his ship to space
Muses conduct the constellation
Apollo pilots the golden chariot

Dante’s on his own Apollo mission
his journey's a flight upwards

and souls in Heaven
are fairer than Earth.