The Voyager edition

Voyager by Todd Hearon We've packed our bags, we're set to fly
no one knows where, the maps won't do.
We're crossing the ocean's nihilistic blue
with an unborn infant's opal eye.

It has the clarity of earth and sky
seen from a spacecraft, once removed,
as through an amniotic lens, that groove-
lessness of space, the last star by.

We have set out to live and die
into the interstices of a new
nowhere to be or be returning to

(a little like an infant's airborne cry).
We've set our sights on nothing left to lose
and made of loss itself a lullaby. Recommended Listening: The Voyager Golden Record Playlist

Links of the Day: The Voyager Golden Record Experience From Goa To Outer Space – An Interstellar Raga From India Carl Sagan on the Voyager Golden Records NASA Space Station Fisheye Fly-Through 116 Images of the Voyager Golden Record – a Message for Extraterrestrial Life