Campbell McGrath – Oct 25, Iyengar All Levels

After visiting Walter de Maria’s magnificent masterwork The Lightning Field. The isolation made contemplation of the stars and the question “Who’s there?” natural. McGrath’s questioning is a lot more elegant.

Voyager I & II (1977)

Now we begin to speak for you.

To greet, entreat, declaim and argue.

The voices we carry are yours, of course,

your melodies and genetic sequences sourced

and etched into our golden cores.

Like spores

from a broken milkweed plant

we float past planet

after planet, their parabolic array likewise

among the elemental designs

we display. Imagine the moment

of contact, in whichever quadrant

of whichever time-lost galaxy,

when they happen upon us and we

rehearse the tale

of how we first set sail

upon these silent interstellar seas,

replay the encoded dreams and histories

which impel a species

to step into the darkness, to leave

the only home it has ever known

in the hope that it is not alone.

Let there be others, in the great night,

we whisper. Let there be light.