Everything is Everything!

We're the stuff of stars...
Planet & seas.

Now I've planted the seeds...
To open up this can of peas.

Have no fear.

We're under canopies of atmosphere.

So, our atoms have eaves...
On this Atlas, here.

Humanity or manatee.

Still, I feel out of place...
Out of time & out of space.

Wanna pick a place in outer space.

Figure out a route...
And mount a chase.

Yeah, I'm well rounded...
And gounded by counterweights.

But after being sun-weathered...
To be untethered?

That, I'm down to face.