Postscript: One of the poems that I sent with my message back to Mars.

Frog

Solemn frog,

Most unsmiling creature,

You enter the pool like a large drop of rain

And swim with liquid grace, absurd geometry

And glassy brightness,

Around the dry rock where I sit on this hot afternoon,

Causing minimal surface disturbance,

Casting diminutive waves.

Almighty frog,

King of the mirror canals,

Climbing out coated in liquefied light

You slip between leaves, out of sight.