Tiny planet, and accessory moon,
You are not masters of the universe
And you can barely even hear the tune
In which the heavens commonly immerse;
A veritable sea of vibration...
Rocking and rolling lifeboat orbs and globes
In electromagnetic conflation
Barely detectable to our probes,
But nevertheless extant and real
And neatly dubbed "The Music of The Spheres"...
An appellation with great appeal
To skyward visionary sonneteers...
Who swapped their old telescopes long ago
To focus on heavenly audio!