You, my wild child of the universe,
I will for always shield your heart from dictations of a detached gospel.
For you arrived to show us what is beyond our dream spell.
Enlivened by the once-in-a-galaxy challenge,
your sparkle is but the kindle for wandering souls
who have forgotten to look up for cosmic traces
that lead us back to the everlasting,
the only undertaking of sustainability
that inward step of finding grace where most linger outward,
but you have always had a flying start.