Orbit

The planets spin on their axes,

Circling the sun,

While moons and rings

Revolve around them.

Wandering stars are pulled into

The cosmic dance,

Flying in from the Oort Cloud

Every 76 years.

Even from far off,

Haley feels the tug,

And begins his long journey back.

The heavenly bodies whirl and cycle

Around the sun

Who represents

The Son

Around whom we ought to orbit. 

Lord,

When I see the night sky

Let me see your heralds,

The signs of times and seasons,

The proclaimers of all that

Was, is, and shall be.

Become as a sun to my path,

Summoning me from all the

Vain conceit and folly of the world.

Spur me along.

Rouse me to follow You,

In union with other heavenly bodies...

To rejoice

In the Triune Godhead,

The End All and Be All

Of Creation's Epic Dance.