Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Southern Cross

If there were no stars, would man be lonely-
Spinning at the center of nothing
A slight malfunction of the void
Moving as lords of an accident
Lone actor on the only stage.

Would man be deluded, if there were no stars-
Enthroning himself as Infinite
A monarch of all he surveys
Striding as noble in the darkness
And evolving into purpose.

Witnesses to Something Other
Pointers to the Eternal
Signposts of the First Cause
Stars mark the limits of man's power.

They are the guardians of his sanity.

1 comment:

drew said...

hey! I really like that poem! The next time i look at the stars, I will think of them as pointers to something beyond them -- the first Cause.