Postcard 30

Gold and Titanium
Clicks and Chirps
Messages in a bottle
Traveling through waves of radiation
Buffeted by solar winds
Tossed out with only hope
This sea is so vast, infinitely so
Our act of faith gets lost
Or maybe just adds to
Noise we cannot hear
This lifetime is too short
We will never learn
Another language, we don't
Even know all our own, but
We believe we will be understood
Such confidence. Such hubris. Such despair.
Still children we are, afraid we may be
All alone in the dark