Galaxy gardener sailing a ship, through endless horizons it makes a trip. She/he looks into the inky canvas blend, then scatters some seeds in the spacial rend. What does await this brave lovely soul, when we see the universe's gears roll.
Ionizing radiation penetrates through, while watering can always holds true. Space turf gingerly shovelled over seeds, her/his forehead adorned with water beads. Nitrogenous nutrients now nuzzled into, the serene slumbering seedlings to be.
Galaxy gardener greets growing greens, lively lushscious leaves forward leans. Wormhole worn star systems she/he fixes up, as does she/he proudly prune her/his wondrous crop. Many a plant has grown under her/his care, yet she/he never feasts on the fruits they bear.
Teacher's Day 2018, dedicated to all the teachers who've guided me thus far.