Queen of the Single Sea,
Mother of All;
With iron in your waters,
and creatures in your depths;
With Infinity by your side,
and the warmth of the Sun upon your waves;
With conchs and corals — polycistines too,
their remains, along with Vulcan's aide, obtain the light;
Then, fungi thrive and oxygen too arrives,
to drive out the iron from your womb;
New animals and green plants arise,
to crawl and walk in this Drop of Paradise;
Typhon and his seed strike,
to spread your life as you like.
A Pale Blue Dot, says Sagan,
but what about a Pale Blue Drop?
A Drop of the Blue Sea,
embraced by the Sun in the arms of a Galaxy.
