I have no idea why my interest in space exploration keeps coming out in sonnets

These starry steps are steep, though bright;
Such fragile ladders shaped from dreams
To prop against the heavens’ night,
Ascending in these pale beams.

But science weaves a firming net
And says To this place we will go.
And gathering up all we know -
One step, one leap, the furthest yet.  

Footprints left by souls, a pair -
One single soul watched from above.
It was an Eagle brought them there;
The message left was of the dove.  

O sister Moon, you guard the gate
That opens to infinity.  
We passed your silver boundary
To move the rudder of our fate.  

Remind us, when Earth’s left behind -
We come in peace for all mankind. 


(55th anniversary of the first Moon landing)