My Poetry. Galaxy.

Watching the flow of the ebbing tides. 
Conquering space in a moment of glory 
telling his children endless stories 
were he not to be in outer space 
We would surely know by his contemptuous face. 
Searching for life in another dimension
tossing aside all his worldly tensions
engulfing the magic of natural light
Recording the memories of a wondrous sight.
Dream on Pilot your time is here
conquer your dreams cap all those fears
a melody arose in a heavenly tune
Tinkling stars and a blinding moon.
Closer and closer your destiny veers
a man and his mission engulfed by his tears
his dreams now are realized
how could he forget
That mystical moment he lovingly met.
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