one does not compete for the sun's warmth;
as one receives what the sun always gives

one does not compete for the starlight in a galaxy;
for a star cannot be compared to another

but one does compete for the moon's affections;
as one does not see all the different shades of the crescent, half or whole

slowly and wholeheartedly,
the moon will shine and everything
will soon come to light

the galaxy, my love
is just a collection; a collection of stories
in which you, and i, belong