M104 The 'sombrero Hat' Galaxy Poem by Roy Ballard

There is a jeweller older than the night,
with precious stones his velvet tray is spread;
his satin sack holds diamonds of delight,
the emerald and the ruby, green and red
and other gems with strange, outlandish name,
like here: M104 Sombrero Hat.
Sing sacred choirs! Sing out magnificat!
Sing silent symmetry of stars aflame!
Some smith has wrought within his fiery forge
this crucible to cast a wondrous thing.
We see the sparks fly in the blackened gorge
but cannot hear the mighty hammers ring
nor do we know the aim of these designs
we only see how the creation shines.