Poem -

When

When


When they
arrive.
What
will we
see?
How
will they
be?
Like us?
Think
the same?
Same beliefs?
Unlikely.
Truly
alien in
all ways
possible.
No common
ground,
understanding.
Nowhere
to stand.
No peace
pipe to
smoke.
Perhaps
A.I. to
A.I. will
be the
way to
strike
the right
cord.
Find
common
ground.
Working
mathematically
to weave
understanding.
Foster
connections.
Buffering
aliens
one from
the next.
Mathematical
conduits
crisscrossing
voids.
Universal
unions
created
as such.
Speaking
in code
that all
understand.

 

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Gwendoline

Clever JP they do say mathematics is the universal language. Let’s hope so should the day come when we openly admit we are indeed not alone and have made contact :) fab as always x 

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