Starry Nursery Rhyme Comments

Beautiful beautiful. Star poetry. New earths, new worlds, new galaxies are being formed as we speak. Some dying, some flying and some older or newer than our sun and earth and yet people say we where made in some image of God. Lets do science. Your poem rocks ma'am.

This poem progresses with the beauty (and poetic explanation) of that birthing star. This poem, like that star, attracting to itself the elements (well chosen, poignant, and explicit words) necessary to complete this grand image and earth to cosmic thought.