Not The Moon

You can rearrange the Stars
Scatter the flakes of light
Across the oceanic unknown
Throw the whole thing in retrograde
Letting the moon pull through its phases
And the waters swell towards the satellites
But be wary of laying blame
Of the actions of your own hands
On celestial choreography
Feel the pull of a force
More grand that you will ever grasp
But hold tight the gift of knowledge
That the steps are yours to take