Cosmic Panoply Poem by Patti Masterman
Cosmic Panoply
We own the sky, you and I,
And all the stars that sit therein;
Galaxies and nebulae,
Cosmic bodies with no end.
To what avail, I cannot tell
We inherit such a sum;
Although the world is still in braille;
Creation never will be done.
This is a great one Patti. So true, The amazing stars and heaven. If only once in a hundred years they would come out, what a miracle it would be. But we are given it so often that we fail to appreciate it any longer. We can see but we read in Braille, a fantastic thought.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 6:47:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An amazing thought. A beautiful idea. You are correct, the world is still in braille; I wish I could read the words, hear the song, sing along.