A POEM FOR CARL SAGAN
(and NASA’s Natalie Bataha, who discovered Kepler 10)
“In order to let go, you have to be there
In the first place,” Carl said.
Walking and seeing, perceiving and feeling,
Attention must be paid:
Inspecting grains of sand, glimpsing exo-planets,
Forgetting the self,
Neurons interconnecting, concocting recipes,
Not “buying off the shelf.”
Though we are merely stardust
And to stardust must return,
Our flickers of light, in the midst of dark matter,
May provide some insight.
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