Stellar Nurseries
Within the cradle of a burning core, You wither down and find yourself well worn; As untold pressures crush and shape and bore, Your substance
Space
Shooting Planets
Within the burning heart of molten rocks, Great pressures forced your brilliance to shine; Inclusions marred your body with their pocks, A brownish hue now
Reading Rings in the Sky
You voyaged in the trail of pioneers, To shed new light on Saturn and its rings; By imaging its many circling spheres, We glimpsed into
Ghostly Galaxies
When looking out into the starry night The blackness that we see is just a mask; This shrouded veil conceals our darkest light, And
Separated at Birth
A glowing orb, reflecting distant light, You calm and soothe our planet’s ebb and flow; But how much can we say we truly know, When
New Life in Hostile Winds
Cast out by winds too fierce to call a home, You sail on seas unbearable to roam; The fury of this interstellar gale Ensured an
An Interstellar Climate
The final act of some forgotten star, Unleashes unseen light at breakneck speed; And once these cosmic rays have journeyed far, Into our atmosphere they
Research For All
Detecting bubbles in the Milky Way, Or sorting a muon and gamma ray; Identifying planets and their stars, Then codifying ice geysers on Mars.
Life is Dust
Above each distant peak and skyward ship, Fast-flowing streams of dust bombard the Earth; Releasing beads of life from Newton’s grip, Transporting them through space
Is This the End?
Is this the end of everything you were? A burst of light, a hurried, fractious blur. The final breath into the distant night, Reminding us