View from Mars
A dot of light, so pale and small,
From Mars, Earth answers freedom's call.
Home, a whisper, far away,
In the red Martian light of day.
Venus burns, a silver fire,
A beacon in the dust-filled higher
Reaches of this alien place,
Reflecting sun with shining grace.
Jupiter, a giant's gleam,
A steady, ancient, cosmic dream,
Watches over, calm and vast,
Forever holding, holding fast.
They line up there, across the night,
A cosmic dance of fading light.
Numbers gathered, charts are made,
But something more is then displayed.
To see Earth shrink, a tiny speck,
Changes all, it wrecks and checks
Our certainties, our sense of place,
A spark of hope in endless space.
T.M.Solvang
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