Planet, Loving (Eternal Something)

I am the imagined eye above
in circumstance so dealt by wanting
for a better world we've spoken of --
among the galaxies, we're hunting.
I'll craft a coast for our lay-abouts;
we'll scorch until our tones are matching.
I'll assemble clouds aloft without
their graying guts with rain dispatching.
The sea I've gathered will give, provide
and grant us bounty, ever-lasting.
The terrain we walk and stalk and stride
will breathe as we traverse it, laughing.
Upon the face of planet, loving;
we'll search for that Eternal Something.

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