As a child I wasn’t particularly marveled by the space I couldn’t see. I tried counting all the stars in the sky and stared tirelessly into the abyss for the chance of catching Orion’s Belt or the Big Dipper. But that’s as far as it went.
This past weekend, I went to see Interstellar and despite what critics say about the movie, I think it sparked a curiosity in space for me that so many other space-related films failed to do.
Today, a different Orion was scheduled to blast off into the sparkly vastness but due to the forces of nature and the failures of mankind, the launch has been delayed.
In tribute and anticipation, I wrote a short poem in haiku style. Enjoy.
Oh poor Orion
Stuck on land with all of us
Waiting for the show
Antsy you must be
To detach from your clutter
And blast off, fly free