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What space exploration holds in its cards is historic and immense - a poem. |
| Orbital sugars and fiery garlics Crisscrossing the dimly lit candles Of a considerable Earth, A worldly cockpit comporting Blazing canyons and clouds. A vivid composition of shuttered lives In baseline, augmented focus; Telescopic beams extracting bold, Brilliant photos Of distant spaces amongst The luminous orchestras And agile specters Of mighty cosmic intelligence; Humor and wisdom expounded And favorite company nestled in Cozily, briskly, and congenially, Cavorting in regal unison Amongst the cloth-bound table settings While simultaneously hidden away From the voracious, cool nighttime air Of a continental display. The joyous boom of interstellar Horse heads Sporting a spirited ride In the riveted aura - Valiant and weathered rivulets Span the crowded, lofty strata; Borders of empowered skyline peer out Amid surrounding acres of wilderness... The shoulders of storybook legends Exhibit bristling shields - And the proof of sentient lifeforms persists; The break ship to an enormous And energetic sunrise... The welcome role of humanity; Amassing and engineering A connective quotient Of feathered fealty And authentic grammar; And a latitudinal embodiment Toward gritty, exceptional beauty And voluntary, Sensible conceptions... The visionary planet is aware And ecstatically appreciative - Of the universe's glowing presence Of co-creation's amazing And conceptually purposeful powers... |