pods (canvas)

The pod descends, a silver light An enigma in the black of night From out the sky, it takes its place A visitor from outer space It lands on Earth with little sound Its purpose here not yet unwound A mystery wrapped in metal shell We watch and wait, we cannot tell Is it friend or is it foe? Its secrets hidden, we don't know But still we marvel, and we dream Of what it is, and what it means The unknown calls, we cannot shun This chance to see what's yet undone To explore and to understand The universe's wide expanse   About The Canvas