Silent satellite on the edge of space Slides into formation as information skates From earth to sky and back. Bird spreads broad its wings while swift it flies along Gathers solar beams to pay for its soft song In coin of captured light. What it will not use it scatters off its sides Gifting fairy glints to all who scan the skies In envy of its flight. When its course is run the crystal bird dives down Into ocean air where with a flash it drowns --- And dark returns to night. |
Sunday, October 08, 2000 at 19:56:37 (EDT) = 2000-10-08
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