The impact of discovering life on other worlds. |
Flights into space, be they manned or unmanned, initiated by our need to know, necessitate that we relate first hand. Atmospheres of other planets probed so landing craft can lance unknowns like a knife. Labs contained within them test for microbes; yet one more quest for any sign of life. Dust of eons amasses over time, ink-black the depth of space we often see. Sometimes the building blocks of life arise cored with nucleus, micro-life grand prix. Ore-rich the soil of another sphere, vicissitudes now surface for the staid. Elation when the signs of life appear, reluctance to accept for those afraid. Interest in life beyond the Earth abides, nominees those planets now appearing: gallant is the thought and so endearing. Life, as we all can see, is prolific; it survives through natural selection. Finally (and I think it’s terrific), extra-Earthly life deserves detection. Orbiting the suns are planets spinning; umbra shadows some from new beginning. Terran prejudices keep on winning. Take that leap in open-minded brightness; here’s to life, alive with all uprightness. Even microscopic life fascinates; rigid minds and fears can only blind us. Evidence enlightens, here or out there. [Syllabic Rhythm: 10] (Lines: 30) Form: Acrostic of, “Finally Discovering Life Out There.” |