Peering Into The Heavens

It's evening in Florence, Italy. A young Galileo peers into the night sky. A pious passerby, Urban, espies the event and approaches Galileo.

Urban 
Good evening my son. Turns his gaze to the sky. It truly is a beautiful sight.

Galileo
It certainly is.

Urban 
God has blessed us with a beautiful wonder.

Galileo removes his hat and holds it above him, peering deep into his hat.

Urban 
What is it you are doing, my son?

Galileo
Looking at the sky, father.

Urban 
Through your hat?

Galileo
There is a hole in it through which I peek.

Urban returns his gaze to Galileo who's fixated on looking through the hole in his hat.

Urban 
Why not set your hat aside and accept the wonder for what it is?

Galileo
It is so I may focus on one constellation - so as not to miss the trees for the forest, or something like that.

Urban 
It's "Don't miss the forest for the trees," meaning you should admire the beauty in its entirety as God has presented.

Galileo
But there's so much beauty in each tree that comprises the forest. I wouldn't want to miss that!

Urban 
So long as it doesn't reveal how god's plan is constructed. Be a good Christian now and lower your hat.

Galileo continues to hold his hat above him as he turns to Bellarmine.

Galileo
One wouldn't want to gain god's wisdom, man could put himself at risk of losing his rationality, couldn't he?

Urban 
Certainly. Urban turns and begins to walk away. I hope to see you again, my son. May god be with you.