For the stargazer who is a diamond in the rough but knows they are composed of the same stardust that inhabits everyone and everything in the universe. For the stargazer who has the Elephant Hustle. Who raises their fist to the sky for love, and in retaliation to injustice. Whose sight is beyond the clouds but grounded to their roots. Who moves mountains to chase their dreams but understands patience is a virtue. For the stargazer who not only thrives independently but plants and sows the seeds for all others to fly along with.