I picked up eclipse glasses, crumpled on the street
It caused the pause reflection brings when unlike minds should meet
With no regard we oft discard the fashion of the day
No cosmologic mirror, we hasten on our way
Same time the rhyme that is the pond, ornithologic splendor
Graced the sky there in my eye, sweet nature as its sender
Earlier a chance encounter prompted thoughts of scale
As I dodged a mounted fender fellow and lived to tell the tale
Perhaps because the Universe expands beyond our ken
We can't escape the breakneck pace that plagues the mass of men
I'm thankful now, at this remove, I did not join the glass
And stopped to think… and it's the key… to not let this thought pass
amidst panic and chaos I'm soaring in orbit,
miles upon miles above earth's surface,
far distanced from sickness and hardships,
deplorable wars and racial injustice,
all I can see is one planet united,
and land without borders
one side blessed with light,
the other set in darkness,
one half full of blue skies,
one adorned with radiating night-time neon lights,
and endless starry wonders
from deep blue seas to celadon forests,
mountains steep,
volcanoes seething with heat,
windswept plains alive in the wake of dust amassing behind galloping horses,
we all feel the same joy,
the same pain,
yet we do our best to ignore it.
looking down from my spaceship it seems silly at best;
the conquest for power at other's expense,
but then, again, getting along has and will always be boring
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