Like a starry night you come and pass by
Leaving the amazed man underneath
Wonder-struck.

The telescopes keep gazing
They know only what they see
But their pulses read agitation.

I stand by as a silent spectator
Knowing little if within your body
Is created a universe
A black hole sucks in or
A new star is born.

But like the lenses of my telescopes
I feel something
I try to open up my senses
Yes, I inhale a trace of
Sweet fragrance.

I open up my window wide
And find that the spring has come to my doors.