Taylor L. Stacey, from Virginia Beach, Virginia, USA, is new to poetry, but is steadily building a body of work that she looks forward to publishing. She has always been an avid writer and is excited to share her work with others. She will be graduating with her first associates degree this summer and will be continuing her education and her writing.
The Human View
On and on
The questions come
In a vast array of light and sound
The inquest for knowledge starts to hum…
The synapses that fire my mind abound…
To analyze the universe through my human eye…
To marvel at the wonders that lay beyond the sky…
Are there other inquisitive creatures in the
Stars beyond my limited sight…
Do they stare across the void and ponder the
Same questions until their mind and soul ignite…
Are they mortal in their time…
To question and seek the answers yet to be found…
Is their life defined by survival and
Narrowed to the ground…
Do they seek us out in hopes of
Quelling the feeling of despair…
At the thought of a lonely universe…
Or are they even aware…
That we in turn long to converse…
Across the great expanse…
To transverse…
Across that lonely universe…
Do they even care?
Do they sail the endless ocean
Of stardust and rock…
Do they know the secrets of cosmic travel
That we have yet to unlock…
Are their minds so advanced that we
Could not comprehend…
All the wonders they could show us…
Could our animal minds transcend…
From all the fantastical ideas…
All that we would discuss…
Is it so implausible a thought…
That other creatures roam freely in
The sea of space…
Are we so narrow in our thinking that no
Other life could tour this lot…
Are we so delusional in our pride that we
Believe we are the only cosmic race…
Oh if it were only in my lifetime that
I could meet another being beyond my star…
Would you take me with you…
To the land of faraway…
To the world of the never seen again…
Gone from all this mess we are…
Off this misguided rock of hope astray…
To no longer be a destructive force
Of humanities campaign…
I dream of a world more civil,
And less civilized…
Where knowledge and love coexist…
Where nature isn’t agonized…
Where the concept of harmony isn’t
So conveniently dismissed…
Do you cherish your people
Over coin?
Is the concept of currency absurd…
Or are the ways of enlightenment
What you enjoin…
Are greed and war unheard…
Does cosmic travel birth a
Cosmic understanding for all creation…
How does it feel to witness
The unbelievable…
And be made to believe…
To look upon the mighty pillars of causation…
Are you liberated from your organic body?
Is your conscience displayed on
Martian technology?
Does my living form seem crude
And gaudy?
Can you flutter with feeling anymore,
Now that you are disembodied?
What would it be like to look upon
A face so foreign?
To gaze at another creature created by
Ageless stardust…
Would we embrace as galactic cousins…
Or would we as foolish humans
Immediately distrust…
Would we throw our sticks
And stones?
Would we cry out in fear?
Would we brand them with
Barbaric names?
Would we try to conquer them
With sword and spear?
Or would they come to make
War upon us?
Are all the galaxies creatures
So opposed…
Would they ravage the Earth till
Nothing was left?
Conquer all until the kings
And queens of humans are deposed…
Could we meet on common ground?
Could our beings touch one another
And create a parlay profound…
That we all come from the universal mother…
Do you hear us call out to you
Through the obsidian cloak of space…
Can you find us, will you break through
And welcome the human race…
Your phantasmal captivation
Lures us beyond our primeval worth…
The quest for existence develops illumination
Augments our scientific birth…