Interstellar Butterflies

Surrender to the universe, Earth is just the start

Fall into the directionless, Earth is just one of many worlds

Touch the veil of tomorrow, Earth is just one dot of the line

Ride on the back of meteors, Earth is just as small as you now feel

Butterfly wings of nebula to straddle void and vertigo, Earth is just your home.

 

(Trying to continue reading “Earth in Human Hands” while listening to Hans Zimmer soundtracks and failing because my brain got distracted by pretty associations.)