Reach for the stars…
Escaping the gravitation of devastation,
floating free on Mars.
Gazing through a telescope,
Finding an amazing glimpse of hope.
A fluorescent future, that’s not out of reach… being taught, to learn, to teach.
Shunning The dark, cold, black hole of Doubt. It’s like a vacuum of doom
that tries to suck out…the H20,
The hope, to, offer…
Leaving nothing but a drought.

Avoiding the void, that leaves hope devoid.
Dodging challenges harder than a meteoroid. A shining, starry, significant, stunning sky. Witty wishes, with wonderful wonders, without wondering why.
Deflecting the solar panels of stress.
They attempt to absorb all energy,
leaving nothing but distress. The gravity of failure can pull down no longer.
Nevertheless, success, is much stronger.

A lovely, lucent, lustrous, luminous light,
From smartness, brilliantly brighter than bright…
Time… is light years ahead of the race.
Stopping for no one at its precipitate pace.
Time… flies like a crane, but there’s still enough space, for hope to sustain.
That hope illuminates, like stars in the night. Collecting information like a shrewd satellite. A gorgeous, glowing, galaxy is an incredible inspiration. It takes so much
Stars to make a galaxy, so much work before celebration.

When things seem dark, light will shine through soon.
The sky has a night-light, it’s called the moon… twinkle, twinkle, little star,
You are not the closest, but not too far.
Up, up, in the sky so high, a fluorescent future, that could blind the eye.
Twinkle, twinkle, Little star, a reachable hope, that’s truly bizarre.
Like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.
Hope is in the wind, like vortex on Neptune. Victory is not a phase,
like the “waxing moon”…
Your skill is your economy, you set the bar. You don’t have to study astronomy… to reach for the stars.