THE FLIGHT IN US

When shall we get the view,Our feet on a star?Launched into matter space by conversionOf matter into energy,Exploring inventionChallenges all conventionOf thinking,Questions where we are.

But when shall we dareLeave cupful of night or dayFor unlimited, luminous now—Accepting the power that boreImmediately to shoreA fishing boatAcross Gennesaret?

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