We beat the paved path oblivious
To the world lying underneath our feet
Where unblinking eyes stare ponderously
From portholes

What hints of melancholy thoughts pass
As you see me staring down at you?
Is it of the lonely earth hurtling onward
Like a great ship sailing through space?

Fret not nameless eye
For I and we are just barnacles
And your ship will sail relentlessly on
At least for a little while