What was most significant about the lunar
voyage was not that man set foot on the Moon
but that they set eye on the Earth.
On the first day in space they pointed to countries.
On the third day they pointed to continents and by
the fifth day they were aware of only one Earth.
Jim put up his thumb and shut one eye. His thumb
blotted out the Earth. Everything he ever knew
lay behind his thumb. He felt very, very small.
This jewel is lonely, is isolated
and there is no resupply. Small and blue
and beautiful, it floats in eternal silence.
This round Earth in which all directions meet
and where there is no centre because every
point, or none is centre, is an equal earth.
We are riders on the Earth together, siblings
on this bright loveliness in eternal cold—
siblings who know now that they truly belong.
A found poem from the words of astronauts Scott Carpenter, Neil Armstrong, Jim Lovell,
Abdulaziz Al-Saud,and American writers Norman Cousins, Archibald MacLeis