by Dennis Fowler
(5.00 from 1 review)
I've seen the shapes of endless space,
The boundless curves of midnight lace
That cradle stars in soft embrace,
That guide the spheres and set their pace.
I've danced the Milky Way's bright path,
In time with Terpsichore's math,
I've braved the comets' baleful wrath,
Climbed the joyous spectral lath.
To save civilizations a girl with an angelic voice learns to fly faster than light.