I upon the rooftop, was gazing at the sky
While every star above, stared down from upon high.
It felt as if I’d slipped, into eternity
For mighty Earth stood still, as heaven turned ‘round me
It wasn’t grandiose, but rather quite discreet,
The way my human pride, clashed with a voice so sweet
Like reminiscence weaved, into a tapestry,
So do the Voice’s words, run through my memory:
“The heavens oscillate, the laws of physics bind,
The starry nights go past, without you on their mind.
Observer, you are one, of many of your kind,
Take care when you stand tall—remember to be kind.”