Our galaxy awaits

The first view of our galaxy awaits, the lights of billions of suns Yet each star a destination of its own, out of reach for millennia unknown You see, us a species still in cradle Earth, our ability to spread life still a dearth Await the Moon, the asteroids, Titan, and Mars, at all of their dawn but a gaze at the stars Though without the will and wit to pull it off, an interplanetary dream by itself is not enough Need an eye for the details, a rigor to pick up leftover trails An incessant readiness for discourse and critique, and the patience to inspire and teach All of this is what you possess, with a forgiving nature, no less Every such Sol can we not iterate, and set ablaze life to proliferate Need but a gravity assist to set things straight, beyond which the first view of our galaxy awaits.