Under the vast, twinkling expanse,
Where galaxies dance in silent trance,
They journey through the nebula’s glow,
Seeking worlds we may never know.

Their eyes, like stars, hold ancient lore,
Secrets of time, and what came before.
In ships that glide on beams of light,
They traverse the endless night.

Do they dream as we do, of skies so blue?
Or do they ponder the Earth anew?
In whispers carried on solar wind,
Stories of life and love they send.

So when you gaze at the moonlit night,
Remember the travelers out of sight.
For in the dark where dreams take flight,
We are not alone in this cosmic plight.