Nice poem. The image of a man lain at a meadow, gazing the stars and traveling across the universe with the point of his finger.
The pace however feels awkward. You began well until the "and then" at the 3rd verse breaks the pace. From then on the last verse of each strophe just breaks the rhythm.
Other than that the poem is great.
Write on!
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