5 million years

In the void where silence reigns,
The Aniara drifts, lost in chains,
A vessel of dreams, now adrift in night,
Chasing the stars, but losing the light.

Five million years, a journey so long,
Through cosmic whispers, a haunting song,
The Swan Nebula calls, a distant embrace,
Yet time slips away in this endless space.

Echoes of laughter, now faded and gone,
The crew once united, now weary and drawn,
With hope in their hearts, they search for a way,
But the stars keep on turning, leading them astray.

Galaxies swirl in a dance so divine,
But Aniara wanders, lost in the line,
A ship made of stardust, a dream made of steel,
Yet the void holds its secrets, too dark to reveal.

The engines once roaring, now silent and cold,
As stories of courage and love unfold,
Through the darkness they travel, through shadows they roam,
In search of a beacon, a place to call home.

But the Swan Nebula glimmers, a siren's sweet call,
A promise of beauty, yet a danger to all,
For in its embrace, the unknown awaits,
As Aniara drifts through the celestial gates.

So here in the silence, they ponder their fate,
A journey unending, a twist of the great,
With hearts full of wonder, they sail through the night,
In the vastness of space, they search for the light.