Saturday, January 15, 2005

Postcard from Titan

If we could hold our moments

In the cup of one hand

Touch rotate and examine

Could we understand?

If we could see through bubbles

Rising from the minds

Of those around us

Would we be surprised?

If we can land on Titan, and leap on the Moon

Can we not seed our galaxy, not a moment to soon?

If we could hear strange whispers

From other dimensions

Would it stop us drowning

In our own reflections?

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