In fifty million years or so our solar system's orbit
will take it far above the plane of the galaxy
and some eyes strange to us will see the core
of the Milky Way rising, unhidden by dust,
to the night skies, ablaze. If those gazing
eyes claim kinship, we are still long gone,
deep in the tectonic plates taking
their own downward plunge
into the mantle.
01.04.2024
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