Poetry Slam

I went to a church activity tonight and discovered it was a poetry slam.   Everyone was given a random topic and in a strange coincidence, I received "space" as my topic.  We had three minutes to write a poem.  This is what I came up with, not bad for three minutes.

Some see a void,

an endless emptiness.

Behold only the dark,

the cold, 

the unknown.

I see a space full,

countless wonders,

burning fires,

each known and named

by He who made them.

As unforgettable as we are.