An Einstein ring is distant light
from galaxy in line of sight
that's bending ‘round to form a ring
aligned it seems with foreground thing
to make the spatial object bright;
thus magnified for us despite
its circumstances recondite,
as syzygy to image bring
an Einstein ring.
We're to this planet wed in quite
a perfect match for life just right
while ‘round our solar star we wing
in annual telluric fling,
perhaps viewed through from far-off height
an Einstein ring.
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