Matter

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Continents rise and fall,
civilizations blossom and degenerate.
The sun and moon chase
their tails, at cartoonish speeds.

Men flicker like fireflies, seeking
to tame dark matter with machinery.
Peer through microscopes
at immortal promise.

I am no scientist,
no Shackleton of the microcosmos.
All that matters to me is that
we continue to be.

Dark Matter Core Defies Explanation

By Nasa Blue Shift via Flickr