I look upon the stars of night
And see beauty within their light
There's no centre to comprehend
And no beginning and no end
Expanding in all directions
The light of total perfection
For every atom has its place
Upon the celestial face
For every combination
And every variation
Has a place to laugh, love and cry
And trace the wonders of the sky
As part of never ending time
That is our own invented crime.
Could we reach out beyond the Moon
To see some great eternal noon
To be part of the rhyme of night
Just like the stars that shine so bright.
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