The cliffs of a comet are a place you can go.
Dust with no footprints,
And bits of solar radiation,
Darting like invisible snow.
And what does a comet sound like
In the vacuum of space?
Sound is only a feeling
When the waves dissipate outward,
Swallowed by a deaf black sea.
To hear this song you must trust your feet.
In the dust you must kneel
as all things must eventually kneel.
Place a gloved hand on the wall of an ancient cavern,
and up your arm you will feel the universe chime.