A poem written a while back, when I joined the Astronomical Society...
Return to the Sky
Let me, Lord, sail among the stars, and
Swing the great lens about and forward,
That my eye at least can spirit satisfy
With light well-aged a million years.
Like some wine divine, these messengers
From afar bring report of realms beyond the
Dreams of men, and make way back into
Space and time, through the wonders of the deep.
Now feel I my spirit rise to the arms
Of the galaxy spread wide and lazily
Across the sky, sweeping, showing the zoo
That upon heaven plays, the prize to catch.
Hear the fundamental tone of the stars
Ringing their death with joy, pulsating
Rich clouds of elemental spores that will mix
And press to light again, and pound the ageless bell.
See the silent harmony they spread, the
Diamond will in time make sparkle, and life
Give shape, make live in body on new worlds.
Peel back these mighty trees, and peer
Into the book of light they left, the light that
Shined upon the other nations, to illuminate
The chosen, priestly nation in the Mercy of beauty.
And where the eye by brilliance so denied,
Let the genius of faith take your hand and up,
The poet and explorer, to that Empyrean where
The cores in raw energy, pure chaos roil.
See the giants in ire explode, to adorn
In a rose of bursting color its lucky home,
And by its show delight in holy wonder
The princes of their realm now peering.
Then from these stairs of heaven, these paths
Of stardust which the angels trod, let me
Come back transformed, to see the stars
That clamor into the beads of dew beneath my feet.