A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away….
There was a strife between Good and Evil.

Xs piercing the blackness above and bow ties persistently in pursuit,
Of a new hope, sprung by love.

Planets apart, with species galore!—so much unlike but still so much to explore.

A farm boy,
A princess,
A scoundrel,
Oh my—an unlikely team,

That fierce ally, would oppose the wicked—white shells which the Darkness clad,

And through them, the battle raged on.

“It binds, It penetrates, It will Light your way,”
Said the old man to the boy who would save the day.

And so the story is told—in a galaxy far, far away….

Today there are stars, but they don’t shine as bright,
There’s still a hope, but it’s hidden from sight.

Hopeful eyes gaze towards the unknown blankness.
Is it just me or does the galaxy far, far away, seem to be growing farther?

Or do we need look to harder?