Here lihe bathing light of the red dragon,
deepening horizons on a world so foreign

Yet much like a heaven that is our Earth,
there cobe water on its surface unhurt

Could there be life too on this land of the triple-star,
would they also figure out who they are?

Would they comprehend the distant binary-star show?
that they are the suns of the one they know

Oh what a view it would be,
for life there to see

But if on that world
there isn’t any,
let it be the carved destiny of humanity.

This is a poetic follow-up to my article How Isaac Asimov used science fiction to point out our biases