The Stars Have Secrets

The stars have secrets they don't know, Their births and deaths, to come and go, Their beacon lights to bravely glow, Though quickly sent, they reach us slow... The stars have secrets, yes, indeed, For all the wise men, there to read... And this the Bible has agreed, Herein with proof we can succeed... The stars have secrets interweaved, Just join the dots till you've believed And in such actions be relieved In any wisdom you've received... For Man has eyes with which to see, The stretched-out strands like tapestry, With single-stringed mortality, The cosmic realm... eternity... That's why Man sends his probes to space, For further secrets to embrace... For future secrets he must trace, Perchance to save the Human Race... Perchance to colonise anew, Perchance to send a chosen few... Perchance to do what Man must do... Who pays? Guess who! Yes, me! Yes, you! Denis Martindale, July 2019.