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for Carl …



for Carl Sagan (november 9, 1934 – december 20, 1996)




when you visited us each week,
                    stirring wonder in all,

billions of synapses fired,
         or according to my teachers at the time,
         misfired!

        

                           and yet you comforted us,
                          your reason,
             logic,
                       and,

                dedication to the facts and always,
          
                              always
            to the science,
               and to science,

mentored us.

… and so as you left us here on this pale blue dot,

                you still live in the starstuff,

the stuff of life,
                                     mingling with the infinite depths of the cosmos,
                      
                      and as you taught us,
                          that there are more stars in the universe than all the grains of sand on all the beaches of earth,

                               still your vision lives within us all,
                       a testament to your humanism,
                    your genius,
             your warmth and all that you left behind,

& that, that humanity of yours,

             shall live on in the imagination of this speck of starstuff,
                as it floats,
                on the vastness of the great cosmic ocean …




( dedicated to the memory of Dr. Carl Sagan )






Passion in B-Major …





plucking heartstrings, the melody of our love soars,


mingling with thunderous desire as the crescendo roars.




whistling beyond the disjointed rhymes of our past,


a segue to the onset of the years ahead, a love meant to perennially last.




you take my hand in yours, and our fingers clasp tight, holding on for the longest time,


while the harmony of your beating heart and mine, thud-thuds in tuneful rhyme.




the tomorrows yet to unfurl may be harsh, our path ahead littered with nettles,


yet our love, our togetherness, our bond remains firm, as each passing storm as it always does, settles.




we are as one, the music stoking the furnace deep within our shared heart,


we are as one, our orchestral confluence intertwined, never to ever depart …




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