Alert to patterns
Our curious minds
Glance at starry nights
Translate galactic code;
Our personal language
Within the keening hum
Of life on Earth.
The things we know
Projected as thoughts
Upon the great sky canopy;
Of celestial stories
And legends revealed
Under a cloistered moon.
Who writes the book
Our upturned faces see?
Infinite spaces joined
With lines and dreams
Woven like a tapestry
Of shadows and kings.
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