Longing for the stars

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Sorrow fills my heart oftimes
Because I am an Astronaut
But only in my dreams

I look up to the Blue-Black
Dome of the Sky
See the thousand glistening pinpricks
The Mottled disc of the moon
Feel the light of a million Alien worlds on my face
And I dream

I see pictures in books
Of the beauties of the void
Nebulae, Novae, Quasars and clouds
The distant fragile spirals
of far-away galaxies,
And my soul aches

I dream of a ship, not of steel
but wood, sails, and rigging
with which I could travel
The cold trackless deeps

But I hang my head in sorrow
For I know my dreams are but Dreams
That cannot come true
I am bound to Earth
And can only Travel the stars
In my heart

Submitted: February 12, 2008

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Sorrow fills my heart oftimes

Because I am an Astronaut

But only in my dreams

I look up to the Blue-Black

Dome of the Sky

See the thousand glistening pinpricks

The Mottled disc of the moon

Feel the light of a million Alien worlds on my face

And I dream

I see pictures in books

Of the beauties of the void

Nebulae, Novae, Quasars and clouds

The distant fragile spirals

of far-away galaxies,

And my soul aches

I dream of a ship, not of steel

but wood, sails, and rigging

with which I could travel

The cold trackless deeps

But I hang my head in sorrow

For I know my dreams are but Dreams

That cannot come true

I am bound to Earth

And can only Travel the stars

In my heart


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