I wrote a poem when I first saw this picture for the Hubble Telescope on Nasa’s website. They have some amazing pictures of deep space. These are the Pillars of Creation, in the Eagle nebula. They are the birthplace of stars from gas, dust and heat, trillions of miles tall and more than trillions of miles from earth. The following poem is unique. I had almost finished it but was wanting to work on it more. I tried to close down the page, but it just blipped up on me. It wouldn’t let me close it down and another stanza and a half appeared on the page. God finished it for me. The last one and a half stanzas are His.
On Viewing the Pillars of Creation
(Wow!)
Your fingers reach into a Universe
Created just for You
To birth stars, galaxies
as a child moves grains
Of sand on
the water-washed surface of a beach.
These pillars of gas and
Dust
We view, catching sly glances,
From an unfathomable distance,
Unreachable, this birthplace of glorious stars
Put into place.
Brilliant, gleaming, glistening reflections of
Your Face.
Effortlessly, unendingly you create
And love
Moons, stars, galaxies
and
This small grain of an earth
And the lessor inhabitants
Upon it.
Pieces of earth, this rock
we spin on,
we breathe only because
You wish it.
Gently caressing at times,
Cloud dust springs into existence.
At others, with a finger snap,
super nova explode
from the ether of a dark nothingness.
Releasing raw elements,
Light, rock, chemicals,
Your gentle breath moves past your lips,
And our world spins,
Into a celestial dance,
Yielding night and day in
Its wake.
You have said this
Level of life of
Hearts beating, thumping,
Blood coursing through veins,
Will cease
Only to be made More perfect
If we join with you now,
Merging our two into one,
Willing to suffer, sacrifice,
Love for the present
No matter the price.
A glory will be revealed
In the second realm of creation,
A Perfecting, complete Rebirth,
Will occur for each living, feeling
Being we see now.
Into endless infinity,
Every star will sing a new song.
Unending Praise will resound
To the Praise of Your Glorious
Face and
Heart.
A Universe reborn!!
What an Overwhelming joy
Will fly, sing past our heads
As we enter into the
Wonder
Of that new World.