I've heard there's hope past the stars

where I can be at peace tonight,

past my troubles and careless lies,

I'll see it on the first light

A home way past the Milky Way

where Hubble sees more than space,

where the stars and mountains sing,

with a melody of matchless grace

There I know I'll set my burdens down

find a river near a celestial tree,

dream of a lover waiting there,

destined to be mine for eternity

Everything I need will be there

far more than what I know,

I want to leave this dying world,

be the poet for Orion's soul

To sleep, so deep, awake-refreshed

on a star encrusted celestial shore,

even now in my mind I'll wait for you,

the one this poem was written for