Methane
Hints of methane taunt the air
provoking passing probes to stare:
released from creatures in the sand,
or sources more inert and bland?
Theories range from melting ice
to speculations less precise.
Slowly rovers excavate
while satellites ground-penetrate
sifting sampled dirt for signs,
some data set that redefines
exclusive views of life on Earth
suggesting blessings of our birth
were neither flukes, anomalies,
nor passing curiosities:
creation writ in cosmic plans,
the Universe not merely man's.
Methane © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Life on Mars - challenge prompt link:
https://allpoetry.com/contest/2725187-8-only---life-on-mars
Submitted: May 14, 2019