was it not Franklin D. who said we've nothing to fear but fear itself, and yet as much as we try to quell the fear by whatever devices available to us, still fear is something that must run its course, like everything else, even this gem of a poem.
I can remember when younger standing out under the stars feeling like I could be sucked up into the vastness of it at any moment. It commands awe and goes way past my mortal understanding, for sure. One can see how humans needed to name parts of it to form some kind of relationship/kinship. Orion is one of my favorites.
