In the stillness of the cosmic night,
A ship with wings of silver light,
Drifts softly through the stars' embrace,
Seeking worlds and endless space.
With emerald eyes and skin of hue,
The alien gazes, curious and true,
In the silence of the vast unknown,
Yearning for a place to call its own.
Whispers of planets drift through the void,
Landscapes uncharted, nature unspoiled,
And as it glides, the creature dreams,
Of rivers that shimmer and silver streams.
In the glow of a distant star,
It wonders what lies, both near and far,
Are there beings like me, in need of a friend?
Will this journey of mine ever find its end?
Through galaxies swirling, both old and new,
The alien roams, with one goal in view:
To find a connection, a story to share,
In the tapestry woven by cosmic air.
So here it travels, in silence profound,
An explorer of dreams, where hope can be found,
Wrapped in the mystery of space and time,
A seeker of life, in rhythm and rhyme.
