Sculpted From Light
I see a galactic swirling motif,
spiraling within the fabric of time.
And a cosmos approaching the sublime,
coloring creation in stark relief.
It takes my breath away in disbelief;
a true astrological paradigm.
I see the subtle hand of God at work
in a universe expanding through space.
For I see divinity in its grace:
and elegance emerging from the murk.
There are telltale signs of God's handiwork,
wherever science and faith interlace.
A truly phantasmagorical sight,
I see a miracle sculpted from light.
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