Woe to the being
in its brilliance ever illuminating,
ever since it was brought out to this world
full of wonders
- you might’ve thought as such, at first -
to your initial senses
just born into the earth.
Stellar you are, and they regarded you such at first,
but considered as a constellation baffling,
soon after, thus celestial, irritating
to their perception
- belonging to none
of the earth; heathen you’ve been,
and so that’s why, I see,
you’re deemed a heretic.
you walk on the heaven’s arc
painted in all its auroral glory,
for the only answer they might give you someday:
to which stars
the people of the earth
give their praises so pristine.
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