He Does Not Worship The Stars

Throughout this last half-century
He fiercely loved astronomy;
The beauty of the stars, and all
The vast immensity involved

The deep expanse of outer space –
Next to the tiny human race –
Had helped him travel very far
Towards seeing just how small we are

With each brand new complexity,
Came thoughts of That which hung them;
He does not worship the stars
But he can see a Hand among them

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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