Comet:
I throw meteors
from my proud tail --
uncertain traces.

Meteor:
I put on me the light
like a mortuary coat --
shining coffin.

Satellite:
I defend my planet
as a tower of high watch --
soldier with wings.

Planet:
I always turn back
on the same cold points --
Sisyphus of the void.

Asteroid:
I don't have atmosphere.
Small, but occulting stars.
Obstacle in space.

Star:
I aspirate to nova,
forgetting my children.
A mother against nature.

Galaxy:
I am a being composed of
too many diamonds --
a sad crown.

Sovereign of the Skies:
This is my order:
philosophical doubts in parts,
perfection as a whole.