Up and Down

Scrape the bottom of the barrel and run

Look at the stars but don't stare at the sun

Feel the gravel and the stones underfoot 

Gaze at the planets and where they've been put

Wade in the currents, in ripples, and silt

Ponder the clouds and then how they were built

Sink in the moment of silicone sand

Fly through the sky, to the things that are grand

Walk on the dust under heat, in the cold

Under the light of the pulsars of old

Travel across on terrain unexplored

Wonder about all the quasars adored

Stand on a hill, then look out up above

Nebulae, black holes: space dust, they're made of

Lowered you are, but their greatness looks down

You are more majestic; you are the crown