We are all but a congregation of molecules.
However, just like the stars, we are arranged in a way for a certain fate.
For that fate determines the celestial that will form in our eyes.

Who will be that person who is willing to go through the galaxy to see it?

I'm preparing mines for discovery.
Working on it to be the best - silently in the shadows.
No one will realize it until a spark flies and a flame prevails the masterpiece.
I'll be the giant star
that all the planets will gravitate around.

And that person who is lucky to see,
Will be cherished like a cold Sunday morning cup of hot tea.