The astrologer dances under the night sky.
You listen with esoteric eyes to the rhythms of starlight.
Hungry to capture this divine chorus, you spent years building ever-stronger telescopes.
Now, putting away the lenses and polishing cloths, you teach us the cosmic turns.
Awakening in our hearts the star songs you heard on that distant cloudless night.
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