“Seek Jehovah, all you meek ones!” ― Zephaniah 2:3


Enduring Faith

Webb

Beyond the edge of empty sky,
Where darkness dwells forever wide,
The eye arrives to question, “Why?”

The universe has long denied
A distant glimpse to those below
Who seek to see where stars collide.

But now the eye can help them know
The stars the heavens never showed
And share with them their splendid glow.

And so they'll see the night explode
With galaxies beyond what shows,
A part of space where time has slowed.

The eye unfolds from its repose
And peers inside the Maker's hand
To understand what heaven knows.

It then reveals a starry band
Beyond what man can comprehend,
Yet held within a grain of sand.

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Behind the Verse

I was moved to write this poem after reading an article on NASA’s website about WEBB’s deepest infrared image of “a tiny sliver of the vast universe,” which is described as “approximately the size of a grain of sand held at arm’s length.” Yet, within that small area, there are thousands of galaxies! This new information is simply astonishing and awe-inspiring.


Isaiah 40:12, 25, 26; Psalm 8:3, 4; 19:1


Inspired by a NASA Article

Poetic form: Terza Rima

Image by NASA - Webb Deep Field Image



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