After celebrating the unique success of the landing of Curiosity (in 2012), we turn to an annual phenomenon, the wonder of the Perseid meteorite shower. For one who lives in the flatlands of the East Anglian fens, where weather patterns can so often render a particular night a viewing disappointment, the idea of a mountaintop-viewing in a place that virtually guarantees a good view is VERY attractive!
Twelfth August, Perseids.
I will climb a high, cloudless hill
where I can reach out and touch the stars
and, with a simple sweep of the arm,
caress the gauzy fabric of the Milky Way.
Yet simultaneously sense the mighty breadth
of the universe
as distances unfold
that dwarf the small horizons of day.
There in the rich, deep silence
I have come to witness the unrestrained drama
of the sudden Perseids,
which I know, will once again amaze;
and listen attentively, as their sighing
complements the melodies of the hilltop breeze.
Humbly I will worship the God
who created and redeemed all of this
so I might have the privilege
of leaving the burdens of my wrongdoings
in the valley below
and experience such awe and wonder,
knowing I will be welcomed
Into his realm beyond this exquisite scenery,