Perhaps a door was left ajar
To allow us a moment of awe
To catch a glimpse of a shooting star
To see nature at work in the raw
Comprehension of the cosmos
Is just a sometime thing
Understanding is at most
A speculatory cling
We reside on our whirling globe
A small part of a magical scene
As we gallantly attempt to probe
The vast wonders of this infinite scheme
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