A minute dot on the horizon,
A mere speck of cosmic dust.
But who can see the ultimate degree,
Beyond which is nothingness?
Silence,
As the passengers contemplate,
The Big Bang,
Before they alight.
And the infinite expanse of outer space,
And the astronomical speed of light.
With brief-case containing the universe,
And jackets from the cosmic loom.
The 8:48,
Which is running slightly late,
Arrived yesterday at noon.
