Galaxies

We walk among stars,

Spinning and turning endlessly.

Our gaze points outward,

Searching and looking endlessly.

We sleep in the arms of nebulas,

Resting from our weary troubles.

Our souls search for our other half,

Yearning to be complete again.

We live in a neighborhood of gas giants,

Surrounded and embraced forever.

Our worries float among the galaxies,

Care free and wondering forever.