We sliced the skies with roaring rocket knives

And came to dream beside these slumbrous seas

Of planets beyond, beyond the Pleiades.

We tethered time to tame our tide-race lives

And shot our ships toward black-night waves of suns

And comets. Ah! We forgot the limitations.

For now in strangered exile do we weep;

Thoughtless, pointless, nothing is our sleep;

No thundering, sudden season storms exist;

No turbulent tides mercurial moons resist;

No raging rivers plunder and thrust and slip

Down mountains of ice and bitter fire-laden frost;

No angled lightning’s angry cracking whip

Surrounds us, and Oh, oh, the uncounted cost!

We stale and spoil and rust; we sicken and yearn,

A sorrowing race, for loved lost Annapurna.

 

#spaceexploration, #lossofhabitat, #habitatdestruction, #displacement,

#Annapurna, #December8, #Pretendtobeatimetravelerday

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