Look at the starry sky, marvel at the amazing view as a child, Breathe the reverence that fills us during observation, Moving with the rhythm of the stars before our eyes, Resonate with the flute of the universe with its sweet feeling of belonging, And perhaps even listen through the silence, as the whispering stars send us their invitation: "Join us as we spread our wings and begin a magical journey into the heart of the universe." But how can we, who are drowning in the material world, will be able to hear the cry of nature, the word of the stars? Have we lost our reverence? Can we make...