I open the big glossy book 
full of beautiful illustrations 
galaxies, nebulae, moons and stars
cross into my view
as I travel its pages 
I’m awe-struck. 

In the black background
clusters of color and light 
this page-turning cosmic flight
humbles me 
a tiny speck
in the expanding universe.

Dark matter
dark energy
dot this inner space 
wasted moments 
in scattered remnants
undetectable by astronomy
or particle physics 
in this collapsing sun.

Thank God for the stars
in my universe 
who need no telescope
or cosmic observatory
to enter the inner space
to trace and find the heart 
and grace 
in this still expanding speck.