Sailing through brightness of Celestia,
With calm wings leading forward.
A vast empire of God's creation,
Further than imaginable reason.
The shores of nebulae call to all,
Emitting colors of bright magnitude.
Sounds call out to those who listen,
Beckoning in the endlessness.
Please tell me what you think
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a good piece here, i am interested in space imagery, i would have liked to see this poem expanded, fleshed out a little more, but it is still fine as it is.
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