Unthinking Music of the Stars
“night unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.” Psalm 19:2,3
Near infinite in number, stars, these spheres
Both vast and small, are singing to the ranks
Of angels and archangels, to winged ears
And spirit hearts though stars cannot give thanks.
Their gauging of wide God’s infinities
Falls short of any comprehension worth
Respect. These globes know not affinities
Of love. The planets, small and larger, earth
And Jupiter and others in the sky
Of galaxies unnumbered have no clue
About divinity, their blanks awry
From grasping holinesses’ rendezvous.
Stars’ cosmos, its entirety, is fraught
With lack of soul, expanses knowing naught.
~ Phillip Whidden