She was in the stars.

She was the universe to him.

With his hands,

He tried to reach for her.

If only he were an astronaut,

The stars would be closer.

She was in the stars.

She was the universe to him.

He bought a telescope,

He studied the theory of relativity.

She was in the stars.

She was the universe to him.

Time flew by,

It was as if she were light years away,

Every night,

He watched the stars.

For him,

She was in the stars.

She was the universe to him.

In the end,

He wrote the book about the universe,

About all that is of matter.

He created universal music,

He painted the universe on canvas,

He imagined eternity,

And the center of all being,

And finally,

He knew the New Jerusalem,

Where he saw her,

Where he found her.

For she was in the stars.

She was the universe to him.