2001 A Space Ode Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki

Thou undiscovered groom of lunar origin.
Thou monolith to time unmeasured.
Sing to us thou ebony historian
Awake our brains to thy eternal treasures.
What dimensions unfold within thy ratio?
What waits beyond the gates thou guard?
Is it to death or to God I go
If through thy portal I pass unmarred?

Rational messages are practical, but those in code
Are more utile still, therefore, ye lights flash on!
Speak not to my brain, but in a different mode
Make thy meaning clear, take me beyond!
My youth, beneath these stars, I do leave behind.
My life cannot continue on as thus
My oxygen depletes, my mortal cord unwinds
Ready to snap at the last rocket thrust.

Is it I who must become the sacrifice?
Is this obelisk a stellar shrine? Is Jupiter indeed a god?
Must my blood be shed? Is this a messianic price?
Then take me as I am, a man adrift within a pod.
Leadest me then to this predestined end
Draw me through thy gates, I will not fight
I will sit transfixed as time slows and space bends
I will bear witness to the awesome sight.

The universe is beauty. The universe is truth.
That is all I know and all the souls on earth need ever know.