Truth, beauty, justice in your words;
A worship of the sky unfurls.
Through Michael's eyes
The heaven's turn;
Of his pure light,
Some oceans burn.

Mankind has visions of a kind,
To strike a fancy in the mind;
Our heads turn too,
Like cogless wheels;
And in some eyes
See heaven stilled.

I catch the light upon your brow,
Though some ships sail, without a prow.
And when you steer,
And when you go,
Subdues all fears
In those below.

A soul is light and bears no weight;
It's courage challenge hapless fate:
In starfields far
And quantums deep,
You've miles to fly
Before you sleep.