Orion Rising

Like needles infinitely thin
And infinitely cold,
Relentless stars resist the dawn
And pierce the restive mind.

Too beautiful for us, those suns
Recede. Before they fade
They cast the Hunter's lying form:
I cannot not see Him.

But could we travel there, his limbs,
His helm, his mighty sword
Would shiver mockingly apart
As Betelgeuse conspired.

In all the universe Orion exists
Just here, beholden to blinding human need.