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A billion light years hurling
through a blackness we call night,
beams of a dying sun so distant that
we’ll never see it’s light,
even now are twirling,
tap dancing galaxies by scores,
we look up, what we call up
for waves that never reach our shores.
Other suns back away
blasting fast as light can go,
so their light for eternity
is a shine we’ll never know.
Yet upon this rock we say,
a Creator, just the One,
knows our every thought and deed
among ten trillion suns.
He, so feebly do we know
is male deep down in our bones
has chosen this mote of dust
as His creation’s home.
How magnificent, how grand we are,
to have this mighty God,
from among these many trillioned stars
to worship as we plod.
From birth to death
we get to praise His name
in temple’s hallowed halls,
lips in praise with every breath
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The Light We Never See
Date: Wednesday, 12th February 2020 @ 12:44:11 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: invierno

A billion light years hurling
through a blackness we call night,
beams of a dying sun so distant that
we’ll never see it’s light,
even now are twirling,
tap dancing galaxies by scores,
we look up, what we call up
for waves that never reach our shores.
Other suns back away
blasting fast as light can go,
so their light for eternity
is a shine we’ll never know.
Yet upon this rock we say,
a Creator, just the One,
knows our every thought and deed
among ten trillion suns.
He, so feebly do we know
is male deep down in our bones
has chosen this mote of dust
as His creation’s home.
How magnificent, how grand we are,
to have this mighty God,
from among these many trillioned stars
to worship as we plod.
From birth to death
we get to praise His name
in temple’s hallowed halls,
lips in praise with every breath
until nature truly calls.

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