In the green folds where we lay

star light from creation reflects

base ideas that explode in the sky

at once jettisoned and refused

real pain diverts from faith

in essence to revere night vision

we looked at the Hubble at its shining future

peeling back invisible light

to behold our essence

in machinic grace

the long extending arm of love 

reaching through a hole in the cosmos

to pull us back to love