when Spirit lies dormant 
sideways on a sandune,
and the Soujourner has
no journey left to its will,

the conquest of the Red Planet 
may seem an obstinate fallacy,
doomed to be burried 
in the cruel dust that entombs,
the broken pieces of the silicon hearts
that travelled the terrifying nothingess
talking to the carbon hearts whose 
stubborn irrationality brought them to life.

but Perseverance 
will take us 
to that magnificent blip
that lies somewhere in the vast emptiness of God
and someday, we will be home.