What Stars? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Great symphonies of galaxies
from Pegasusto Papillon
hide brilliant cosmic mysteries
in vapors of creation's dawn.

Unfeeling Magellanicc Clouds
float frosty in a black abyss
uncaring cosmic starry shrouds
ignore a dying sun's last kiss.

Pale Cygnus cranes her studded neck
wild Horse Head roars in silent space
the Milky Way a ciphered speck
Lost Galaxy a thing of grace.

Stout Capricorn and Ursa Dwarf
scan deepest space, devoid of days
where myriads of monsters morph
in inster-stellar molten rays.

The mighty forces of night skies
make Earth seem insignificant
from fleeting life, a man soon dies
embroiled in life-blood's surging rant.

Of numbers, proofs and learned sheafs
wise men build astral pinnacles
while hid in woodland's deepest reach
a achild can see true miracles.
Red human hearts with mortal souls
fly high beyond the stellar spheres
surpassing mighty astral goals
protected from stark black hole fears.

A Hand prepared infinity
and hammered light years' swiftest swords
exceeding mere complexity
joined us to Him with loving cords.

Next time you see afalling star
or wonder at a comet's size
the answer may not be that far
it may be in a dear friend's eyes.