In all our sanctuaries we sit at risk


  • Ribs

    Most of this little poem was written in 2017. I re-discovered it a few weeks ago and changed the middle bit a great deal, although the overall statement/meaning remains more or less the same as it was at first.

    I have only just learned that there is no sound beyond the Earth’s atmosphere. There is no sound ‘out there.’ Infinity is silent. It is not that I assumed there was sound in Space. It is that the issue remained a mystery for me, a question mark whenever I occasionally looked in that direction.

    I now know that sound cannot exist without atoms and/or molecules. There are no atoms and/or molecules in deep space. It is conceivable, therefore, that nowhere in Creation except on Earth do atoms and/or molecules exist ; and nowhere except on Earth does sound.

    It is this last statement, regarding sound, that I can get hold of best and find it utterly, utterly astonishing.    

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