Your Love bathes us in sun. One strange Valentine’s Day. Pale blue dot; only one. Voyager 1, billion Plus miles gone, turns their way. Your Love bathes us in sun. Space probe spent, spin, and spun; Locks eyes; Sole, brown band, Ray. Pale blue dot; only one. Strife, fight, and kill they’ve done. Burdened beasts bray and neigh. Your Love bathes us in sun. Life eternal they’ve won, Would they just worship; pray. Pale blue dot; only one. “Loved, I gave you my Son, Whom you did whip and flay.” Your Love bathes us in sun. Pale blue dot; only one.
This poem also appears on Gary Geraci website: The Beat Goes On