The Red Shift of Distant Lights - 3. Being Here

To FS: This is the third poem of seven parts. It, like all of them, wrote itself in one of several single instances, all on my birthday, after I had been thinking of the matter for a couple of months. Each stood on its own, but when taken together, solidified my understanding of the world and my place in it.
If it seems cold, dispassionate, it is because there is much emotion buried in the allusions to my past experiences & how I relate them to the phenomena of the cosmos. I am not persuading, simply discovering what I have become.

Can I ask, since you wrote this 14 years ago, how do you feel about it now? Has your view of the world changed much? I can tell, you obviously were having a profound mental revelation of sorts. Your tone is quite uninvolved. By this I mean that you speak in such a way as one would believe you are not bothered, or affected by what has inspired you. You TELL the reader what is happening in the world, rather than persuading them to feel the same. I felt the piece gave me the freedom to decide whether I agree or not. And although some of it was a bit complex, I must say, I do agree with the following:

"We live in an expanding universe
Even as our world shrinks about us.
We genuflect to the spectrum"

I must admit, your vocabulary is far more extensive than mine. I had to look up the definition of "genuflect" (awesome word by the way) and I found that by discovering it's meaning, my eyes were opened to the possibility of what you were trying to say.

Our capability to extend our reach to distant parts of the globe has consequently minimized the grandiosity of the world. Yet we find ourselves bound by the central force that will always humble us, as such small creatures.

I liked this, even if it was a bit too clever =]