The Earth Inquiries, to the Free-Flying Skies:
Who amongst the constellations,
might pause for me and listen,
as I call out across this void?
Do not ignore me!
Have sympathy for my consternation.
Even you, the falling stars that glisten,
Comets, Meteors, Asteroids!
Look upon my sorrow!
You of the free-flying skies,
you, the nymphs of the heavens above,
become one with this ruddy light,
let it be your destiny,
and save me from the demise,
by accepting Helios Sun’s love.
Join Apollo Sol this night.
For you, I will write a new story!
Consider this, silver birds,
To Haley’s comet, I gave a name.
Such is mine to give for eternity.
In the hearts of poets to live on.
Now consider my words,
and receive equal fame.
To be one with the Sun is your destiny.
With honor and fame to follow.
The Sun’s stardom proclaims,
Farther than the Milky Way!
Won’t you do this for me?
I plead in earnest!
Bound to the Sun remains,
Shining in the night, saving my day
by taking this burden from me.
Let this match be made!

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