In the blackness of space, There… a spark of lustrous constellation.
In its vastness, endlessness is beyond reach.
With its wildness, perpetual quietness persist.
Beyond its limitlessness, beauty is unending.
In its eternal boundless space, only dream shall discern.
Immeasurable as it seem, one may contain its power from within.
Beyond unknown, there is art.
The art of endlessness.
The art of eternity.
The art existence.
The art of infinity.
The art in space.