Singing the song of time’s lost wanderer
In the cold, black endless sea of space
Chirping a lament across the millennia
A prisoner of the sun in an endless orbit
Alone but not forgotten this lonely traveller
Will soon have its first guests, one will be shy
Staying near while the other will get intimate
Learning ancient secrets buried in ice and dust
Born on the fiery wings of an Arian rocket
Its namesake taken from the fabled Rosetta
From stele to spacecraft and into the dark void
To decipher the language of life frozen in time
On its lonesome ten year voyage into history
A flyby of Mars and orchestrated manoeuvres
Rosetta steers a course nearing journey’s end
Little Philae is cut loose to explore and sample
Tense moments of silence as Philae closes in
The little fellow feels its way to a safe harbour
Landing on Comet 67P, grasping on for dear life
Its arms extend as a cheer ripples round the globe
Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.
Funny. I did a poem for Philae too! I turned it into a story instead so haven’t posted it.
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I think it is an event for poetry. I was thinking about it but when I read an article about the comet “singing” I KNEW I had to write something.
I imagine it roaring more than singing, but maybe it’s a nice kind of comet.
You may not have heard this then:
I don’t recognise the tune but it could get really big!