Our Little Blue Home: A Poem


our little blue home

with puff cotton clouds

and seas deep and mysterious

with crimson evening skies

and luminaries speckling the night

with creatures, huge and minute

and valleys vast and rushing rivers

with trees and mountains high

and wild flowers and tall grasses

with refreshing morning dew

and the sun’s comforting warmth

with blossoms in the spring

and falling crystals in the winter

with the cricket’s lullaby

and the morning tune of birds

with people of all kinds and sorts

who are blessed the gift to be

on their lovely, little blue home

where many wonders can be seen

 “…The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam….Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark…There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

Happy Earth Day!


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