Here in the immensity of cosmos,
I thought I knew
The oceans of stars
As the oceans of earth.
Why I believed I’d found
The expanse soul of all
To contain the enormity of wisdom
I gathered over and beneath.
But then I learned,
I was some lost poet
To a long-perished supernova,
Mislead by a glutton black hole
Feeding on everything he believed
To be pure admiration from below.
Sapping both my faith and fate
And then spewed out my love
Too foreign for his taste.
Two light years gone
And so was everything I believed in,
Now I am wandering explorer
Misunderstood by what he mastered.
But like every falling star
Accompanied by a wish;
Every quivering light
Attuned to the beat
Of every man’s heart;
I heard your call,
Out of billions of beatings
Looming above and under.
So this be my eternal vow-
I’ll be the wordsmith
Loyal to the music of your soul
To letter out your symphonies;
To muster your melody;
To memorize your tone.
And with all these,
No longer be I alone
On my journey to the cosmos.
Because you and I be
The song which shall go on
Filling the immeasurable space.
That despite its galactic
Difference to what everyone knew,
Never will we be lost.
It may not be earthbound,
But we know it’s real
Like a rare flower
Seeking affinity to the universe.
It shall bloom and be remembered
As one of a kind love
In the Milky Way.