perhaps faith is neither choice nor submission
perhaps faith is a demand
for our pain to have meaning
for the stories of the world to rhyme
for a world designed by a loving hand

perhaps I will believe with defiance
in the forgiveness of all sins
in the kingdom of god on earth
and even
the resurrection of the dead

I will believe with clenched fists
and gritted teeth
and prayers that refuse
to be gentle

The beauty of the universe and the beauty of what we can accomplish within it are two related but separate things, and the separation matters.

You, sir, are a moron of the highest order.

God appears, and God is light,
to those poor souls who well in night,
but does a human form display,
to those who dwell in realms of day.

It's not right to make fun of Melville's comically absurd inability to take decent pictures.
She's a hyper-advanced humanoid machine, not a photographer.