Tuesday, October 7, 2014


  How much we’ve learned so far!  What’s left to know
  That science or intuition yet may show?
  There seems no end to thinking’s enterprise
  And what our intellection may devise
  As we extend investigation’s scope
  Beyond our microcosmic envelope
  Into the vastness of the cosmos’ void
  Where only dreams have ever been deployed.

  What is it that’s imperative to learn?
  What is, of all, our ultimate concern?
  It must be whether we exist alone
  Or have companions in the twilight zone
  Of distant galaxies beyond our ken
  And whether we can meet such mates—and when.