The Planets Poem by Robert Rittel

In tiny proportion and faint light we can those gigantic beauties see,
like in short unique measures of live in mystery to be.
Beholding beauty in the momentary of the mind,
opens the portal of eternity and awareness so wide.
Interminable presence of great souls in the celestial garden mingle,
this clear tune in praise of sacrament becomes the enlighten tingle.
Consume yourself in this ever lasting sacred fire,
for true righteousness will fuel your subtle desire.
The meaning of prophets and masters keeping the planets alight,
consequences of ancients souls transcended bright.
Those living spirits in their poetic sense and great name,
providing the door towards the ordered divine flame.
The sharp rings of Saturn's discipline in optimal position,
sets the opportunity to make the right decision.
Declaring the courage towards the desired state,
with every step in dignity of gait.
Far from the resort of truth in charm,
blessings from the invertible doors of harm.
The real spirit in pure light consent,
speaks for itself as all observing element.