He had thought it barren: he saw now that it was the womb of worlds, whose blazing and innumerable offspring looked down nightly even upon the earth with so many eyes - and here, with how many more! No: Space was the wrong name. Older thinkers had been wiser when they named it simply the heavens - the heavens which declared the glory - the
'happy climes that ly
Where day never shuts his eye
Up in the broad fields of the sky'
He quoted Milton's words to himself lovingly, at this time and often.
Lewis described these heavens in vivid terms that painted pictures in the mind:
Pulsing with brightness as with some unbearable pain or pleasure, clustered in pathless and countless multitudes, dreamlike in clarity, blazing in perfect blackness, the starts seized all his attention...
...there were celestial sapphires, rubies, emeralds and pin-pricks of burning gold...
...a water-colour world out of a child's paint-box...
(You really should read his space trilogy). Wells was essentially the father of it all.
Today, we have ways of seeing space they could have only dreamed of. Technology is amazing - and the heavens declare the glory of God.
Here are various "slideshows" - take a look. I've put some pictures below. Prepare to be dazzled.