The very nature of thy pulsing presence
all eager efforts of my sense transend
and the gentle breathing of thy essence
is way beyond my reach to comprehend.

My telescope may trace thy place of birth
an open parchment sparkling with its riddle,
but to circle in, yes find thy boundless worth
the wirling code might need a simple fiddle.

Although sprung from that womb so warm and deep
the nebula just leaves me in the cold,
a mirror just, so silent and so bleak,
while you embrace with eyes so clear and bold.

Yes when thy hands they try to touch my face
a human just, the world infatuates!

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I am convinced of the Natural Sciences´ capacity
to interpret and explain our world; that is, as I see it,
in no way opposed to that sense of wonder we might
feel when we reflect on our existence.
In the years to come I look forward to see what more
NASA:s James Webb telescope might reveal about
the origin of the universe.