Beauty of the Cosmos

Looking out at the beauty of a star filled sky, Dreaming of the millennia which have flown by. Trying to comprehend the vast expanse, Endless, unthinkable it holds me in a trance. The pain experienced on our own little earth, Increasing over time with each new birth, Times this by a billion, a trillion maybe, That is what the universe must undoubtedly see. Such beauty have the stars, seeing so much in a glance, Performing their waltz, their everlasting dance, The planets, the comets, the meteorites too, So much beauty for one’s eyes to view. Are we humans really a lonely band, Or will we yet see an alien hand, Perhaps a new species will come shooting by, Who notice the signals, forever leaving our sky. Amazing, wonderful, enticing and vast, Looking at the stars is looking to the past A real life time machine, a real life mystery, Look at its depths to see all times history. Perhaps in the future, maybe we’ll find, There’s more to this universe than just our kind But aliens are debateable, our future is too, One thing for certain is the beauty of you.