The greatest work of art in the world is the Bible, when it comes to pure beauty and truth.
Recently I woke up at one in the morning and saw the Big Dipper shining perfectly out my window, and a single line from the Psalms struck me: "The Heavens declare the Glory of God." So true.
The stars have been around since Creation. And ever since Creation, Man has waxed poetic on them. Many stars have stories surrounding them. Orion the Hunter, for example, or Cassiopeia. Many stars have beautiful names, even. Take Bellatrix: female warrior. Or Alioth. It just sounds pretty. It's little wonder that there is so much poetry orbiting the stars.
Here is your challenge: write poetry about the stars. Tomorrow, the Fourth of July, at about 11 pm, if you look almost due south, you will see the brilliant red giant, Antares, in Scorpio. (Guess which animal Scorpio is?)
Happy Fourth of July.
~Q.