ROCKET: Carrying our hopes
Spacex Falcon raises its wings, launches its rocket serenade from Cape Canaveral, hooded eyes beam up to the stream of hope behind the most powerful rocket since the 1970s.
The Falcon sees its space, headed for the joy of scaling the cosmos, off you go.
Feel the wind, streaming under your wings into our designated space, like an arrow; are you demonstrating how easy it would be for humans to take on a journey to Mars?
Ha, in your eyes split-second shuttering shows us more, a camera shot of Elon Musk’s sports car, like a red arrow suspended in space, ready for what?
To land on Mars for a six-armed, four-legged Martian to ride the sports car, I give the thumbs up or down.
The light on the galaxy glistens on our silvery features; nose carriage marks the point towards Mars, that notion of war-like promontory.
Ha, you land, the destination of man’s hope, for the future to explore and live, you who do it so easy.
Just one speck of human endeavour in the Milky Way, exhibiting prowess at the all developing cosmos. Salute.
Mrs C Housepian