I'm focused with the heavenly circle As puzzling as it might appear I revere its agile glory When I look in the high As can be, I see Loveliness, felicity, gracefulness The moon, other-worldly, reflecting daylight With its diminish, white, smooth, outline The sun, warming the sphere Winds cool, into the dusks of eve The tear drops of rain, administering, parched earth For its ravenous, natural, occupants All, in its remarkable, aesthetic, production Of magnificence and awesome elegance © daniel miltz