Do the Stars?

Do the stars have a song?

Do they proclaim Elohim in more than just shining beauty?

Are they an orchestra?

Each body raising its voice to one harmony —

filling the night sky galaxy by galaxy.

Is their song silent?

Do they quietly sit in reverent awe,

forever kneeling before the altar of heaven?

Do they dance for Him?

Every brilliant gleam

a step or spin of joy

for the gentle breath that spoke them into existence?

What purpose they possess,

a vessel between heaven and earth,

reflecting glory between the chasm of two near realities.

Do they cry when a brother or sister dies,

or rejoice in the hope

that their beloved

now adorns Adonai’s throne room?

Oh, the jubilant triumph of heaven's host!

Forever in divine posture,

as a blessed servant to the Most High.