My limerick was written in Spanish, but I also wanted to share its meaning in English, even if it doesn’t follow the AABBA structure.

In the endless cold, I hold on.
Where direction is shaped by sleepless struggle.
I fall, yet I endure.
I keep the fire ready.
And I find light without asking for comfort.

I tried to give it a personal and introspective touch, without losing the fantastical thread of a vast and overwhelming universe.