Great stuff, Phil & Stu!!! Now I know exactly how Phobos must have appeared to the crew of the spacecraft Rolling Stone
as it approached Phobos in Heinlein's immortal novel...absent the industrial complexes and filled landing berths, of course...
Quick inspiration:we sense therefore we are
unmanned and alone
solitary robots peer deeply into the Unknown
seeing, tasting, hearing that which no human has yet known,
like a splash of water or blast of radiation
on tender skins
We, safe in the cradle, see vistas dreamed of
yearned for, in our infant dreams
by generations denied their future by tumult,
by the restless and capricious nature of our species
by priorities, set too often by
those who cannot see far horizons,
even through eyes of silicon, gallium arsinide, feed horns and reflectors...
blindness is inexcusable
as the spectrum of the Universe unveils itself, reluctantly,
as bigger than our minds
what challenge, what wonder, can possibly compare?
we must see, at least
in order that someday we may touch