Remains of stars adorn the sky
with nebulae aglow on high
in stunning patterns that romance
the wondering stargazer's glance
or simply senses mystify.
While stellar orbs are born and die,
do heavens strum a lullaby
as all around the cosmos dance
remains of stars?
Might there be heard celestial sigh
when Man seems deaf to wisdom's cry
and Mother Nature looks askance?
Will humans waken from their trance?
For in our earthly beings lie
remains of stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just read a poem dedicated to you by Bill Cantrell and I had to come read a poem by you. I am so glad I did. You are going to definitely broaden my horizon! ! ! Enjoyed the stunning patterns that romance /the wondering stargazer's glance and what a fascinating closing - -] For in our earthly beings lie / remains of stars. 10++++++++
I’m grateful to him for leading you to my work in that way, so that you visited my poem! I truly appreciate your warm comment with its words of praise! I’m pleased that you enjoyed it so much and especially that the poem opened broader vistas for you. The cosmos is an endless source of fascination indeed. Thank you!