When

When every dream

has turned into dust,

and your highest hopes

no longer soar.

When places you

once yearned to see,

grow further away

on distant shores. 

When every night 

you close your eyes, 

and long inside

for something more.

Remember this 

and only this, 

There's moon dust

in your lungs, 

stars in your eyes,

you are a child 

of cosmos, a

ruler of the skies. 

:)