The far out there we strive to delve into
The mired-down terra here we call home
Be brave, if you will
Act to master the wherefore
Despite arms never long enough
Lousy, camera-fumbling hands
Fingers that can’t match the shutter speed
To touch what the eyes so beautifully see
To hold that light reflecting
From the Universe Orator
Still, we of mortal’s strength
With small or great faith
Must reach celestial-ward
Look up
Cry out
Be healed
Original Thought Credit: “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”
-2 Chronicles 7:14