Night's Ink Poem by Argentine Tango

I wield this pen only after sundown
For the blackness of night supplies the ink
Fresh dew drops gather to form a crown
On the wild grasses, jewels that glisten in sync
With those in the dark satin dome overhead
What earthly beauty could ever compare
To such overwhelming vastness, what could be said
To convey our irrelevance to all that exists 'out there'

Oh, if I could but play a bigger part
Be the aligner of planets
The crosser of stars
The one to lasso Halley's comet
To be more than a speck of dust gathered
On a shelf in the house of eternity
To be more than one dying cell that soon won't matter
In this great organism, the galaxy

To wield a pen with never-ending ink
And seal my words with the stamp of significance
That one day facing death, on the brink,
I might see these words raised higher than me
And smile at my own insignificance