From Outer Space

It's strange how men
Subconsciously so deeply yearn
To travel into outer space,
As if to some far distant past
They would return,
A dimly remembered galaxy,
Some long ago familiar place;
Could it, perchance, be,
That some travelers
From an other world
Once landed here eons ago,
To perish, yet to contaminate
This world with life's first glow?

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz