Views from Galaxy

Suppose I am standing at horizon.
Then I jump to Galaxy to view universe.

There I flew to and fro to catch my art of writing in world.
I can form the new galaxy from above .

I am in the consciousness of life and destiny and want to hover in universe to value my isolation.
The serious writing is divided in creation of eternality.

The domination to joke my art is died.
The living art is hovering in galaxy to light the world as with stars, Sun and Moon.

The beauty lies always in galaxy without any company.
My travelling to galaxy views world from honesty and humanity.
I am in Galaxy to view you all.