I found you and you shined so bright
An aggregate of minerals and light.
You were celestial, much like the moon
And yet in dirt so harshly strewn.
I picked you up; you burned my hand
Then back you fell into the sand.
And in my mortal mind it now seems clear
Your constellation was the lithosphere.
From far off in other worlds they looked
At dippers, heroes and were hooked –
Hooked as we are onto Orion
As the faithful are to Zion.