Cosmic Cruise

Seek

In the frozen misty dawn, wandering like a nomad

Seeking peace and escape, but from what

She knew not, neither the why nor the how

Only sure she had to, or later or now

 

Fly as hard as she might, as often she could

Down she came tumbling

To drab routines; she continued

Her reveries of cosmic cruising

 

One evening, the dream went lucid and stark

With family, friends, inside a veritable human Noah’s ark

Space borne they were, traveling at light’s speed

Faster than any craft could proceed

 

All their needs, all but wished to reality

Wildest of dreams come true

Passing distant celestial bodies casually

Ducking debris in the cosmic hue

 

Vast emptiness, with stars ‘n holes ever distant

To the edge of the Milky Way they soar

100k years hence, billions of galaxies loom in the distance

Evolution kept pressing on myriad progenies thus far

 

Language devolved, with no end in sight

Faces flattened, limbs lean, heads pumpkin-like

Earlobes dangling, chins extended, toes upright

Elbows doubling, fingers snake-like

 

A billion years on, no way back

Cosmic flares, more holes eased past them

Eyes now slits, noses grotesque, slack

Grunts, screams, laughter, mayhem

 

Nothingness unfolds, cosmic dust doth hiss

‘Twixt bizarre celestial bodies, that Hubble would miss

A million auroras beckoned them to the unknown

Love and hate scattering into evolution’s sojourn

 

Still no end in sight, as eons flew

Into strange creatures they had now evolved

Knowing no more of the cosmic brew

Than when the vision commenced

 

Strange were the bodies, floating on plasma and gases

Just as distant from them as seen on earth

As light reaching earthlings speaks of realities

Heralded billions of years past, but now only mirage

 

Yearning they did, for what they knew not

It had to be different, better, earth’s memories now gone

The vastness of their surround, an unfathomable blot

Elbahcuotnu elbahcaernu, tnecifingam, enola!

 

Quick visit to Earth, now a sordid desert ball

Rotating as always, lifeless not a dot of blue or green

Swiftly turned back, resuming the cosmic trawl

Was it Man or comet, that smashed Earth to smithereens?

 

Lucid dreams gave way to a jolting awakening

Like mad she ran, toward her loved ones

Hugging, kissing, crying, laughing, sobbing

Rejoicing, celebrating love that trumped cosmic puns

 

Wondering if the cruise was worthy of the love she now felt

Pondering too if perchance earthiness, authenticity

And the quest to make of what she had, the best

To share, respect and love, would trump fantasy

 

Impossible dreams of a vastness that will forever

Elude humans, save for egos, like riding unbroken horses

Trivial in face of such majesty’s infinite immensity

Conceding human ignorance entails humility

 

Rejoicing earthly bedlam, realities, joys, pains

Submitting to truths, for love, as peace sways

Dumping conceit, selfish whims, craving a tranquil humanity

Respect, cherish, protect nature’s treasures, oozing modesty

 

©Alwi Shatry, All Rights Reserved, July 22, 2017

  • Author: Seek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 23rd, 2017 00:06
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  • ummbree

    this is so beautiful!

    • Seek

      I am heartened, flattered, encouraged and humbled. Your generosity of spirit is touching, though only in 4 words! Thank you.

    • FredPeyer

      Seek, as you said it is long, but I think worth reading. Halfway through I thought that maybe these space travellers, originally from earth, would return and be looked at as aliens.
      The ending though is wishful thinking.

      • Seek

        Thanks for your review FredP. I have wrestled with this poem for quite a while now. As we know, our technology simply has no means of cruising a Universe with an estimated 100 billion galaxies, each with billions of stars; the largest galaxy with a diameter of over 1 million light years. To say that the immensity of it is mind boggling would be a gross understatement. To grapple with such problems, I turned the cruise into a dream sequence, so the crew could travel freely (for generations). It was intended to be a reminder of human impotence in the face of such incomprehensible vastness. At any rate, you are right, if they did indeed return to earth, they would certainly have looked like aliens to earthlings. But so would Earth's residents, they too would look like aliens to them, had earthlings survived the ravages of war and environmental abuse (hence the "desert ball"). Again, you are right about the end. The phantom travelers woke up and loved their planet afresh, with hopes for a better world. But we all know that is not to be. Thank you for your thought provoking comments on my "work in progress". I really appreciate it.

      • John Prophet

        I liked this very much!

        • Seek

          Thank you. As you say, we should be one with the U.



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