Starry Nursery Rhyme Poem by Harley White

O cosmic cloud aglow on high
within the realm of Gemini,
your splendor leaves my mind agape
as does the wild fantastic shape
depicted on your stretch of sky.

A nursery of starry tots
with sprinkled pointillistic dots
asparkle in a hinterland
of stellar panorama grand
in one of Hubble's stunning shots,

you beam with shadowed brilliance bright
much like a beacon in the night.
From star enormous at your heart
with painter's craft of astral art
you've brushed impressionistic light

upon unbounded canvas dark
where sprawls of squalls make inky mark
in tempest insubstantial wrought
to tease us out of worldly thought
or dull deliberations stark.

What stirring drama's being played
‘mongst stars aborning in the shade
sidereally dug with jets
that render hueful silhouettes
amidst an ever murky glade?

Embedded youngsters in the mist
by stellar respiration kissed
are variant in cosmic time
yet with internal reasoned rhyme
perchance whereby we too exist.

From dust to dust might spheres comply
in nature's laws that underlie
a solar system's spatial birth
to how creations dawn on earth?
Have we a kinship you and I?