In starry skies, long years ago,
I found my Science. Heart aglow
I watched each night unfold a maze
Of mystic suns and worlds ablaze,
That spoke: “Know us and wiser grow.”

And with each season’s ebb and flow,
My soul, with faltering steps and slow,
Still wanders up far-glimmering ways
In starry skies.

Nor do I heed Life’s gaudy show,
But onward, upward I shall go,
Until new star-lands meet my gaze,
And where, perhaps in after-days,
I’ll learn the things I long to know
In starry skies.

–Sterling Bunch