Some say that Otford village is a heavenly little place,
Its pond and quaint old buildings, and a model of ‘near space’,
For in fact, they’ve modelled our solar system there,
The planets set on posts, about the Sun, a stainless sphere.
All to scale, you’ll find the Earth, like a lentil in its size
Jupiter, the largest, would not win a rosehip prize
Saturn with its rings nearby, (in the Surgery’s car park)
And Pluto, half a mile away, half pinhead size, his mark.
Go, see this exhibition, if you are that way,
As it’s outside, choose a dry and sunny day,
Then, as you wander, like a traveller in Space
Wonder about the lentil Earth, our tiny homely place.
Perhaps the village, in proportion, is like a Heavenly place,
Some of God’s creation, is held in its embrace
And if He tarried there, so easy to understand,
How He could hold, indeed, the whole world in His hand.