Sunday, July 21, 2024

Apollo 11 -- 55th Anniversary Weekend!

Hello everyone – 

Space fans everywhere are celebrating a major anniversary this weekend! Here’s Sophie to tell us all about it, followed by some special lunar poems that we selected in honor of the occasion! 😊

Today marks the 55th anniversary of the historic Apollo 11 Moon landing, which took place on July 21st, 1969. This momentous event saw NASA astronauts Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin become the first humans to step foot on the lunar surface, and it marked a significant milestone in human exploration and achievement. The Apollo 11 mission not only demonstrated humanity's ambition and ingenuity, but also opened up new possibilities for space exploration and discovery.

 


“The Moon”

By Sappho (ca. 630-570 BCE)

Translated by Sir Edwin Arnold (1832-1904)

 

The stars about the lovely Moon

Fade back and vanish very soon,

When, round and full, her silver face

Swims into sight, and lights all space.

 


“Eldorado”

By Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849)

 

Gaily bedight,

A gallant knight,

In sunshine and in shadow,  

Had journeyed long,  

Singing a song,

In search of Eldorado.

 

But he grew old—

This knight so bold—  

And o’er his heart a shadow—  

Fell as he found

No spot of ground

That looked like Eldorado.

 

And, as his strength  

Failed him at length,

He met a pilgrim shadow—  

 ‘Shadow,’ said he,  

 ‘Where can it be—

This land of Eldorado?’

 

‘Over the Mountains

Of the Moon,

Down the Valley of the Shadow,  

Ride, boldly ride,’

The shade replied,—

‘If you seek for Eldorado!’

 


“The Moon” (From A Child’s Garden of Verses, 1885)

By Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)

 

The Moon has a face like the clock in the hall;

She shines on thieves on the garden wall,

On streets and fields and harbor quays,

And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.

 

The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,

The howling dog by the door of the house,

The bat that lies in bed at noon,

All love to be out by the light of the Moon.

 

But all of the things that belong to the day

Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;

And flowers and children close their eyes

Till up in the morning the Sun shall arise.

 


“Kind Moon”

By Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

 

I think the Moon is very kind

To take such trouble just for me.

He came along with me from home

To keep me company.

 

He went as fast as I could run;

I wonder how he crossed the sky?

I'm sure he hasn’t legs and feet

Or any wings to fly.

 

Yet here he is above their roof;

Perhaps he thinks it isn’t right

For me to go so far alone,

Though Mother said I might.

 


Apollo 11 Plaque Inscription

HERE MEN FROM THE PLANET EARTH FIRST SET FOOT UPON THE MOON JULY 1969, A.D.

WE CAME IN PEACE FOR ALL MANKIND.

(Signatures: Armstrong, Collins, Aldrin, Nixon)

 

Until next time – keep looking up! J

Rob & Sophie

 

Urania, the Muse of Astronomy, is standing on her balcony on the night of the full Moon. (Image Credit: Digital artwork created by the Editor.)

 

Thursday, July 18, 2024

#WingedWordsWeekly: 2024/07/17 -- Science & Spirituality in Poetry & Prose

 

WINGED WORDS WEEKLY

Compiled & Edited by Rob Chappell (@RHCLambengolmo)

Editorial Associate: S. A. Sonnenschein

Vol. 3, No. 36: Week of July 17, 2024

 




July Theme: Science & Spirituality

Episode #2: Poetry & Prose

 


Editor’s Note

                During the month of July, our blog’s focus will be on science and spirituality – two spheres of human experience that have often been at odds over the centuries. And yet, as our esteemed authors will remind us over the next few weeks, these two areas of our lives overlap quite a bit, and they have the potential to enrich our world all the more as they begin to reconverge after a long time apart.

                This week, please join me in appreciating the following poems, both old and new, which celebrate the wonders of creation from a variety of perspectives. We begin with an invocation to Urania, the Muse of Astronomy!

 


“Ad Uraniam” (“To Urania”)

By Ilona Niederkorn III, Staff Writer

 

In the realms of the night, Urania soars,

Gazing down with wisdom untold.

She whispers the secrets of cosmic lore,

A symphony of stars, to behold.

 

Under the cloak of darkness profound,

Urania weaves constellations in the sky.

Her artistry paints the heavens around,

A masterpiece, a cosmic tapestry.

 

In the language of the stars, Urania speaks,

Unveiling the riddles that the night sky keeps.

She dances 'neath the moon’s soft silvered gleam,

With secrets of the ages, profound and deep.

 

Under the endless dome of the night's dark veil,

Urania spreads her canvas wide.

Guiding us through the vast cosmic whale,

Illuminating the heavens that reside.

 

Through the telescope's lens, Urania peers,

Revealing the patterns of the stars.

She charts the dance of planets and comets dear,

In a symphony of cosmic bars.

 

With each new discovery, Urania smiles,

Illuminating the shadows of the unknown.

She whispers to the curious, revealing the while,

The secrets of the night and the sky's throne.

 

In the silent midnight, Urania sighs,

Lamenting the mysteries that still remain.

Yet, she continues her quest, unfurled in the skies,

Gazing upon the tapestry of the night domain.

 

In the garden of stars, Urania roams,

Tending to the constellations' light.

She whispers tales in the soft night winds,

Guiding the seekers under the moonlit night.

 

In the vast canvas of the night sky,

Urania dances, painting with her star-dusted brush.

She sings the harmonies of the universe high,

In the language of the stars, forever truthful.

 

In the symphony of the night, Urania leads,

With her celestial melodies.

She reveals the mysteries of the infinite deep,

Gazing upon the cosmic secrets she holds with great esteem.

 

Urania, the Muse of Astronomy, observes the Milky Way from an open field. (Image Credit: Digital artwork created by the Editor.)

 


Orphic Hymn #5: “To Protogonos, or the Firstborn”

(Date Unknown)

Editor’s Note: Compare the hymn to the Cosmic Christ in Colossians 1:15-20.

 

O Mighty first-begotten, hear my prayer,

Two-fold, egg-born, and wandering through the air,

Bull-roarer, glorying in your golden wings,

From whom the race of gods and mortals springs.

Ericapaeus, celebrated power,

Ineffable, occult, all shining flower.

From eyes obscure you wipe the gloom of night,

All-spreading splendor, pure and holy light

Hence Phanes called, the glory of the sky,

On waving pinions through the world you fly.

Priapus, dark-eyed splendor, you I sing,

Genial, all-prudent, ever-blessed King,

With joyful aspect on our rights divine

And holy sacrifice propitious shine.

 


“Praise to Phanes”

By Rania Himmel, Staff Writer

 

In the beginning, there was only void,

Before the creation and before the Divine,

There was a limitless, endless night,

A formless realm, a silent, timeless space.

 

From the depths of this endless night,

A spark of cosmic fire ignited,

And Phanes, the Supreme Being, emerged,

From the primordial abyss, a glorious sight.

 

With the power of his divine mind,

Phanes brought order to the chaos of the void,

He created the heavens and the earth,

And all living beings and forms of life.

 

He scattered the stars in the infinite night,

And molded the planets in his hands,

He created the oceans and the lands,

And filled the air with the songs of the birds and bees.

 

Phanes, in his infinite wisdom,

Created the Elements of Fire, Earth, Air, and Water,

Each with their own unique essence and power,

To harmonize in the cosmic dance of existence.

 

Phanes, the Creator of all,

Wove the strands of life into the tapestry of existence,

All beings and creatures, from the tiniest ant to the grandest mountain,

Are the manifestations of his divine imagination.

 

Under Phanes' watchful gaze,

Life unfolded in its beautiful and diverse forms,

From the tiniest seeds, plants and trees unfurled,

And the animal kingdom, in all its glorious variety, took its place alongside humans.

 

With the spark of consciousness,

Phanes infused life into humans,

Endowing them with intelligence and creativity,

So that they may become co-creators in the ever-evolving saga of existence.

 

Phanes, the Creator of all,

Bestowed upon humans the power of free will,

And gave them the capacity to choose their path,

To embrace knowledge, love, and harmony, or to stray into darkness and discord.

 

Despite the trials and tribulations of mortal life,

Phanes' creations continued to evolve and grow,

Each life a beautiful and complex journey,

A dance between light and darkness, joy and sorrow.

 

In the eternal dance of existence,

Phanes' love and wisdom guides all beings,

And the journey of life is a constant struggle between good and evil,

A struggle to realize one's true nature and to unify with the Divine.

 

Phanes, the Supreme Being, is the source of all,

The creator of the universe and the sustainer of life,

From the grandest galaxies to the smallest atoms,

Everything is a manifestation of Phanes' divine power and intelligence.

 

Phanes, the Cosmic Creator,

Whose wisdom and power cannot be contained,

Radiates love and light to all of creation,

Inviting all beings to dance in the great cosmic symphony.

 


“The Cosmic Dawn” (Date Unknown)

Job 38:1-7 (JPS Tanakh 1917)

                1.Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said:

                2. “Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? 3. Gird up now thy loins like a man; For I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto Me.

                4. “Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? Declare, if thou hast the understanding. 5. Who determined the measures thereof, if thou knowest? Or who stretched the line upon it? 6. Whereupon were the foundations thereof fastened? Or who laid the cornerstone thereof, 7. When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

 

“Contemplating the Creator” (2nd Century BCE)

Sirach 42:15-25 (King James Version)

                15. I will now remember the works of the Lord and declare the things that I have seen: In the words of the Lord are his works. 16. The sun that giveth light looketh upon all things, and the work thereof is full of the glory of the Lord. 17. The Lord hath not given power to the saints to declare all his marvelous works, which the Almighty Lord firmly settled, that whatsoever is might be established for his glory. 18. He seeketh out the deep, and the heart, and considereth their crafty devices: for the Lord knoweth all that may be known, and he beholdeth the signs of the world. 19. He declareth the things that are past, and for to come, and revealeth the steps of hidden things. 20. No thought escapeth him, neither any word is hidden from him. 21. He hath garnished the excellent works of his wisdom, and he is from everlasting to everlasting: unto him may nothing be added, neither can he be diminished, and he hath no need of any counsellor.

                22. Oh, how desirable are all his works! and that a man may see even to a spark. 23. All these things live and remain forever for all uses, and they are all obedient. 24. All things are double one against another: and he hath made nothing imperfect. 25. One thing establisheth the good or another: and who shall be filled with beholding his glory?

 

A Creation Poem from the 3rd Century CE

2 Esdras 16:55-62 (King James Version)

                55. [God] spake but the word, “Let the earth be made”; and it was made: “Let the heaven be made”; and it was created. 56. In his Word were the stars made, and he knoweth the number of them. 57. He searcheth the deep, and the treasures thereof; he hath measured the sea, and what it containeth. 58. He hath shut the sea in the midst of the waters, and with his word hath he hanged the earth upon the waters. 59. He spreadeth out the heavens like a vault; upon the waters hath he founded it. 60. In the desert hath he made springs of water, and pools upon the tops of the mountains, that the floods might pour down from the high rocks to water the earth.

                61. He made man and put his heart in the midst of the body, and gave him breath, life, and understanding. 62. Yea and the Spirit of Almighty God, which made all things, and searcheth out all hidden things in the secrets of the earth.

 

Among the manifold wonders of creation, unicorns are rainbows have been popular subjects in Western art since antiquity. 😊 (Image Credit: Digital artwork by the Editor.)


 

“Caedmon’s Hymn”

By. St. Caedmon of Whitby (7th Century CE)

 

Now shall we praise the Prince of heaven,

The might of the Maker and his manifold thought,

The work of the Father: of what wonders he wrought

The Lord everlasting, when he laid out the worlds.

He first raised up for the race of men

The heaven as a roof, the holy Ruler.

Then the world below, the Ward of mankind,

The Lord everlasting, at last established

As a home for man, the Almighty Lord.

 


Weekly Words of Wisdom

By Viviana Rivera, Staff Writer

                Every day, we're surrounded by the beauty and mystery of the natural world. Whether it's the simple sight of a sunset, the sound of birdsong, or the feeling of the wind on your skin, there's so much to appreciate when we take a moment to notice.

                In the hustle and bustle of modern life, it's easy to forget the sacredness of these moments. But when we slow down and really take in the world around us, we can discover the divine in the simplest things.

 


Stoic Proverb of the Week

Contributed by Amy Kendrick, Staff Writer

Editor’s Note: Compare the hymn to the Cosmic Logos in John 1:1-18.

                The Stoic concept of the Logos as the guiding principle of creation is central to their philosophy. As Epictetus put it, "the Logos of the Universe is always well disposed towards itself" (Enchiridion 5.11). Here, Epictetus is referring to the idea that the universe is guided by a rational principle, which he calls the Logos. This principle is a rational order that pervades and binds together the entire universe. The Stoics believed that the Logos is manifested in the rational order of nature and in the human mind.