Plow the Stars

Is it possible to plow the stars
Furrow the universe
Seed its depths
Immense and cold?

We are its planter
Pockets of promise
Tools of physics
And solid fuel boosters
Burning holes of fire
Into Florida nights.

Children of hope
Light a candle to Orion
Tighten the belt of the Hunter
Pluck the bowstring
With fingers of fire
And harvest
With inky harrows
The budding novas.

Plow the stars
First in dream
Then adventure
And tomorrow
In harvest.

Let us see what becomes
Of plow blades
Strapped to rockets.