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The sun in the sky;
the moon at night;
the planets that some people think
their lives and fates are dictated by;
the stars that have inspired me always,
because their light has been around
since the birth of the galaxy,
and their story has always fascinated me,
and their ability to be both timeless and spent
at the same time gives them a god-like status,
and the gift to be a time traveller, a time machine,
an engine of change, a storyteller, a fortune-teller,
that can tell the future, and inform about the past,
speak volumes, and shine bright.

My mind is always a billion miles away,
I am always taking a ride on an asteroid,
painting with the colours of a beautiful nebula,
and marvelling at the miracle of vibrant
and inspiring distant worlds,
and connecting and imagining the dreams of unseen
and amazing life beyond description every day.

The stars speak to me.
The Earth below my feet holds me.
Life embraces me.
The spectacular sight of a continuous and never-ending
sunrise and sunset and sunrise
is what I love to see.
The story of the entire universe,
and the meaning of all life is in me.
The music that I hear playing and resounding
from the hearts of everyone I know,
and everyone who means something to me,
is the true music of the spheres,
the song of life, the meaning of all life,
light, art, science, religion-
what makes you you, what makes every thing everything,
what makes me me.

The universe is an infinite and wondrous ocean;
the milky-way is a coral reef teaming with life
of all colours, shapes, sizes, description-
some that defy explanation and are beyond words;
life is a complex and intricate web of connectivity;
Earth and its countless population is a shining pearl,
whose miraculous appearance and purpose
is only just discovering its great and incredible potential,
and right now, and always, morphing, changing, evolving,
creating, making, and will one day see, understand,
and share the promise of awakening that we have all been awaiting.

We all have a job to do.
We all have a heart that tells us right from wrong.
We all have to look inside and choose.
We all have to sing our verse of the infinitely-layered,
and unique, universal, orchestral song.
We all have a foot-print to leave, a mark to make-
as long as we remember who we are,
and as long as we stay together,
we all have our own chapter and character interwoven
with that of everyone else and everything else of nature.
We all have times when we are both the traveler
and the interstellar storyteller.

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I was drawn to you
before you and I had even met;
I could not believe my senses
when I first saw your infinite beauty,
and to your shimmering galaxy,
ever since I have felt like a lone planet.

The more that I know about you,
the more that I love you;
the deeper that I delve into the nebulae of your thoughts,
the more that I wish I could swim in your mind
and feel all the things that you have been through.

Everyday I gaze at the sparkling sky of the stars that are your eyes,
that illuminate you, colour you,
and make you stand-out from the cosmos;
everyday if I were to look at you through a telescope,
or through a microscope-
where others would see beautiful light,
I would see an entire mythos.

The magical and myriad planets
that populate and orbit every facet of your identity
in an endless dance that could never be imitated,
generate a gravity, and an energy,
that since I first met you hasn’t been eclipsed, overcome, or abated.

The universe is a spectacular miracle of life,
that grows greater, and becomes more wondrous for the planets,
the stars, the galaxies, and the life that is created
within it every instant;
however, no matter what galaxies, or star clusters,
have come before, or may come after you-
to me, your galaxy will always shine brighter,
and will always be paramount.

Many people know you, have met you, will always love you,
but when they look at you, they may not be able to describe
the magnificence that we all see-
that is why the only way that I know how to describe you,
is that you are like a galaxy.

Featured in the beautiful ‘Galaxy’s Orchestra’ by Robert ‘Doc’ Foster:

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