We dug our feet into the earth,
We pulled upon that light-year thread that connected
To a lone star of the evening sky.
Though small and frail, we strained in unison
Against the anchored light
Hoping to know its energy as mere men of earth.
The star in its place resisted until at last the pull prevailed.

A supernova filled the sky, and we, curious, expectant
Saw the great tsunami of the exploded star approach
In towering white waves, speaking destruction by their roar.
“Grab hold!” yelled I, my hands locked upon the steel bars,
My body whipped in the wind, a target for the bullet-like debris.
What had we done? I knew then, too late, we were children
Claiming powers unsuited to us, or to our place.