Alien Poetry

As I sit back in my reading chair And place a book upon my thigh I can't help starring into space through my window, at sky In between, "Here and There" Not just worlds, but time divides Could it be just empty space ? Are there poets, on either side? Perhaps one day, ages hence We'll break through this human thrall and live and write in a world were poems need not rhyme at all When some say there's such a place I bow my head, in silent mirth Light years away, is what they say And they call that planet, " Earth" God Forbid .....lol