March 14, 2014

we on-dwell a spinning ball in space
speeding elliptic about its star
surrounded by rock and gas and dust
racing just as quick or more
all afloat upon nothing more than
nothing, emptiness the field we roam
yet light and wonder it all pervades
gloried distant suns beckon onward
fleeting flame and dusty nebulae call
join their voice to the silent chorus
so strongly calls our hope