Escape velocity
is high. . .

We’re bound
to gravitas,
our weighty planet,
made of water, mud
and rock and moss,
in such a way
that is what is–
we did not plan it . .

We can build
a great big rocket,
its fire tail
pops our eyes wide
from their eye sockets,
and we can get inside
the module top
and try
as others did
before we came,
to get as super far away
as our bright moon–
or even farther,
past our sky,

it all makes sense,
and works to the degree
that we’ve still got pence
on plenty pence,

but we will only get so far,
in deep, unseen reality
until we’ve asked the question

and come up
with a dandy answer,
a solution that included us,
one we would work for
with the strength
of all our lives,
a why for which
we, at last,
our comfy stomping grounds
could leave–

no longer stuck
somewhere we’d miss the boat,
much less the bus,
and we’d be free
to ride across
the pretty
(or the barren)
without a hint
of fearful, angry,
grieving recognition,

so we could conjure
new and wonder-healing
true cognitions,
to take us where we want to go,
and bring along
a lot of happy others
each to have
their very own
very bright and happy rides.

But first,
pause we must
to take
that crucial one next breath,
a break, a rest,
one that lets us finally
brush right out
any remnants of old dust,
and together with that task,
the sticky cobwebs
we address,

before we muster
the bombasity
to scrape and pierce
the cozy boundaries
of our marbled atmosphere,
to stretch our reach
out way past that
to the distant
stars and skies,

quite far enough
to please our wildest dreams,
born before our memories,
thus to delight
our dewy, shining,
popped-wide eyes.

And then,
we turn around to see
how far we’ve gone
and fast we’ve flown,
and too, how free,
and how we’ve breached
way past sonic boom
and how far past
the needed vast velocity
we’ve tempted doom,

and how our feeling
cannot help but be
a blend of glad accomplishment
and gratitude
and dumbfounded, sheer surprise.

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  1. I enjoyed the imagery. Humanity has accomplished so much – with a long way to go.

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