Lost in a field of a thousand suns,
Neither worrisome or hurt,
I gently spin and close my eyes
My feet wallowing in the dirt.
Radiating heat and rains of dew,
Some suns appear to be confused.
Others enjoy the simple dance
And sway – amused.
The only planet midst these suns,
It’s clear I’m chosen to be free.
This galaxy of a thousand suns
Belongs to only me.