The penultimate value of observing and appreciating the splendor of the night sky
is the attainment of a personal understanding of just what those nebulous blobs of light,
clusters of pinpoint brilliance, and many-hued wreaths of incandescent gas represent.
The very atoms and molecules that have come together to form the brain in which
the mind wonders were gestated in just such ethereal wombs.
The ultimate beauty of astronomy
is the recursive poetry of the human mind
contemplating its constituents from such vast distances.