<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368221" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Expectations</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our fabulous flying wheel galaxy<br>plows head-first through intergalactic space.<br>Seven thousand mile per minute taxi<br>bound for the Virgo Cluster's misty trace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Sun bounces on gravity's tether, <br>speck in a collective starry flower.<br>Astrophysicists predict fair weather<br>ahead, half a million miles per hour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A quarter of a billion year trip<br>carries Earth once around the Milky Way.<br>We plummet through the thick and thin of it; <br>gas pockets, dust clouds, Spiral arms' melee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our present course is relatively clear<br>and beyond the Oort Cloud's icy comets<br>the solar wind of our heliosphere<br>expands to shield the inner planets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The latest figures confirm we'll be fine; <br>asteroid Apophis will zip past soon, <br>on April thirteenth, twenty twenty-nine<br>and miss by one-tenth the span to the Moon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The odds of cataclysmic collapse<br>of universal ‘false' to ‘true' vacuum<br>are one in a trillion perhaps.<br>Such an occurrence would radiate doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The galaxy is aswarm with black holes, <br>as many as one hundred billion, <br>but the chance of meeting these light-limned coals<br>is reckoned one in a quadrillion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last, we've four billion years to prepare<br>for Andromeda's insistent advance, <br>but life, wherever it dwells won't despair<br>as our galaxies gracefully dance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gulf of the interstellar medium<br>teems with miscellaneous cosmic threats.<br>Astrophysicists counter tedium<br>by cataloguing them and making bets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">BUT, through my premonitory portal<br>I see a quantum loopy half-dead cat<br>throw dice with a sad redundant turtle.<br>I don't expect they'll be expecting that.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Diane+Hine">Diane Hine</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368221" data-title="Expectations de Diane Hine" data-description="Our fabulous flying wheel galaxy plows head-first through intergalactic space. Seven thousand mile per minute taxi bound for the Virgo Cluster's misty trace. Our Sun bounces on gravity's tether, speck in a collective starry flower. Astrophysicis..."></div> </div> </div>

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