Milky way

Elevation that to celestial heights  
To where no rocket or vapor trail
Spoils of failed attempts that orbit blight
Space debris left over nuts and bolts all weightless sail
 
Our vain attempt to seek solace
Step beyond the false wing and feathers  
Tread the atmosphere that blackest place
To hear the orchestra the strings pitched grace
 
Ice a nymph to raise her bow  
Suns ions pepper and colours show
All to move like kalidescope mirrors that  endowed
To walk with Gods on that high cloud