Shall I search the depths of space <br />As did the men of old? <br />Seeking for the one to come <br />Bold enough to follow. <br />To journey to the unknown; <br />Because they felt the time was now. <br />For our generation the stars have become <br />The source of mystery again. <br />They are still immeasurable <br />Yet far more knowable. <br />We have stood upon the night-light, <br />Know the heat of the sun. <br />We have set our hearts and minds, <br />Across space to the Milky Way and beyond. <br />Recognised our own minuteness <br /> <br />Now we are the centre of nothing <br />Yet somehow now are the centre of something <br />Like the psalmist of old <br />We recognise the stars are infinite <br />Like the grains of sand. <br />We have looked back upon <br />Ourselves from the heavens <br />And know that we are beautiful. <br />So we search and seek. <br />Ever conscious of our need to encounter <br />The one whose word became flesh <br />And dwelt among us, <br />Full of grace and truth. <br />Ever conscious that in the vastness <br />You are mindful of man.<br /><br />James Tipp<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-boldly-go/
