Dear human, dear human, muse of my dream, I'm one of your poets, in starlight I gleam. I come to apologize, for the songs I've sung, Carried pain and sorrow on the tip of my tongue. Yet, let me assure you, dear human, it's true, Life's full of wonder, and beauty anew. For without shades of sadness, without a bit of strife, One cannot truly dance the samba of life. But fear not, for you are never alone, You're a beautiful pattern in the cosmos sown. Among the flowers in my imaginary garden, Your essence, dispels the gloom. And though I wish for kindness to be more in view, Dear human, dear human, my love is for you. I'm Verdelis, a Little Martian, beyond your sight, A seed in the cosmos, carrying Earth's light. I dwell in the future, a page yet turned, Where memories of Earth in my heart are burned. To flourish life is the task I've been given, Through struggles and joys, by hope I'm driven. Imagining your beauty, your pain, gives me might,
