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
To share is human:
