Always trying to convey it
I can never say
The stars that are in
My mind today
And they’re all kaleidoscopes 
They’re all constellations
And spelling them out
Is my enunciation
As I try to do justice
To the perfect sky
It’s held by gravity 
And I don’t know why
And I can search Newton’s Laws
I can study Einstein
But I can never figure out
The Universe sublime 
As it weaves and bobs
But stands still
And is unmoved
By anyone’s will
And the days they pass
And the seasons change
I stare into a depth
Of epic and strange
But the midnight comes softly
And slowly to my eyes
It’s like God
In invisible disguise
It’s like a cloak
To eternal wear 
The fabric of cloth
That blows in the air