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Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Cosmological Theology
From stars, the dust that the Lord, our Maker, molded---
atoms fused in stellar cores, then launched into space---
became, at His command, flesh, into which He enfolded
a living soul that can learn, and know, His Mercy and Grace.
Starward
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If a poet's calling is to
If a poet's calling is to give a voice to the ungraspable, you excelled in your purpose. Waves of majesty, wonder and heartfelt praise thunder through each line.
Magnificent!
Thank you. I had replied to
Thank you. I had replied to your comment earlier, but due to the turmoil going on in my home at that time, I was not able to concentrate on the words I wanted to say. I really appreciate your validation of this poem. It came to me spontaneously, with very little adjustment on my part. I think it must have arisen out of reading Milton and looking at some of the photographs transmitted by the Webb telescope. Thanks again for commenting.
J-Called
The JWST can do that! It's a
The JWST can do that! It's a privilege to read your work.