The Infinite Ascent
Beneath the velvet shroud of evening,
We stand, small souls with boundless sight.
Our eyes, although tethered to Earthly clay,
Dream of galaxies the place stars maintain sway.
The heavens whisper, a siren name,
To breach the void, to overcome all.
No map, no compass, no earthly information,
But we chart the cosmos, facet by facet.
Rockets roar, their fiery breath,
Carving paths by life and loss of life.
A symphony of thrust and flame,
Every launch inscribes a human title.
Satellites hum in celestial choir,
Unseen, but weaving wires of fireplace.
Their knowledge streams, a cosmic thread,
Unlocking truths lengthy thought useless.
On Mars, a rover treads the mud,
Its wheels inscribed with human lust—
Not for gold, nor glory’s gleam,
However for information, the scientist’s dream.
The ISS, a fragile ark,
Spins by the void, a fragile spark.
Astronauts gaze by tempered metal,
Their hearts the universe can really feel.
We search not simply to say the celebrities,
However to fix our Earth’s everlasting scars.
For within the void, we discover our place,
A mirror to the human race.
What we uncover, we come to know:
The cosmos displays the seeds we sow.
Every probe, every craft, every daring leap,
Is a vow to wake from ignorance’s sleep.
But nonetheless, the frontier stretches broad,
A problem huge, a boundless tide.
Black holes hum their cryptic track,
Darkish matter whispers, “You don’t belong.”
However we press on, undaunted, daring,
With minds as sharp as stars are chilly.
The ultimate frontier, it calls, it hums,
A hymn to which all life succumbs.
For in our quest to the touch the skies,
We contact the depths of our personal guise.
The infinite ascent, it’s not simply area—
It’s the journey of the human race.
So allow us to soar, allow us to discover,
Allow us to dream, after which dream extra.
For within the stars, we discover our kin—
The universe with out, the one inside.
