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I was asked to read a poem at the Intuitive Machines Christmas party. After the CTO / co-founder read a poem, I read aloud this poem to an audience of at least a hundred people. How they received it I do not know. This is a poem on our second lunar spacecraft and how I perceive it as a human-engineered goddess that will be soon meeting the other goddess Artemis (the moon goddess).
The steely gray winter sky rings a metallic tone
Uniform clouds are but temporary occlusions of space beyond
The heavens above used to be the realm of primal gods.
Our closest neighbor — the Greeks called her Artemis; the Romans Diana.
The huntress, the moon, the ever-dancing light
The phasing deity that we see but can never touch
Sweat and tears on solid ground here
Fashioned another deity — one of metal, composites and wires
Visible and tangible with innards of invisible software
Athena or affectionately Attie
In a few short months,
this goddess sprung forth from the splitting minds
of human brains
and the aches of human hearts
shall roar above and split the sky.
A week of lonely sojourn in the cosmic pond
and we shall see Attie land to reside on Artemis
a meeting of deities humans have engineered.
