Stone Age isn’t yet over it seems
Humans long for God or his glimpse
at seeing anything resembling Man or his mitt.

Nebula and folk treatment.

What is out there? We may never know, but we can still dream.

A haiku about stars.

It is your life, to live as you please but don’t waste with regrets. Live each as if your last and dream of days to come…

Joel, a cross galaxy racer, must choose. If he goes through the dangerous black nebula he might win, but he might die instead.

Pillars of gas and dust in nebula, like the Eagle Nebula, are places where stars are born. They are beautiful place that we had never seen until recently.

A haiku/senryu about the endless celestial dance of heavenly bodies.

As the small child slept in his bed, 2 beings appeared in his room.