Past the atmospheric haze, let us go
past the grey satellite of rock and dust,
beyond the Martian mountains of hematite!
Soon enough you can feel the curvature
of time and space around is straight no more,
and even the photons have lagged behind…
From the edge of the universe, behold
how prehistoric these days would become
in our galactic posterity’s mind!
Far below, the earth still orbits the sun,
with seven billion, indifferent souls,
impervious to the fate of humankind…