erosioni hunt youerosion by *RestlessSands
always in the dim coriander shadow
shelves of thought.
it became a worry when
to taste like lemon
and burning walnut,
with an alien flame
roiling up inside
the sunken balsam-wood.
the grains in me bow
wherever your words lay them and
a slash of cheek in the mirror
caught in the wrong light
when i turn
looks like your
as your knuckles
shake against the steering wheel
12 billion miles from Earth, 36 years, 7 days and our little explorer is out there; sailing to the interstellar seas. The voyager is on its own now, out of our solar system, transporting or valuable message to the unknown.
I believe, today is an important day for science, for space exploration, and –specially– for all of us. Our message is out there, and who knows what will happen next and who will find it.
We are just dust from a dead star, we are just a small rock in an infinite ocean, we are nothing but small words in a vast storybook, but life is immense; never stop asking questions, be curious and intrepid, transform the fear of unknown to love for exploration, follow your dreams, never give up and have a good cup of tea.
It's a vast universe to explore out there,
Farewell Voyager 1.