The Unanswered

The Unanswered I look up to the night sky, so vast too big for a mere human to comprehend. Why should I be alone in this immensity? No, there must be something more a ruler of this beauty How else can I understand? Am I, a lone star fading into the universe of none existence? people seek god, any god, as cosmic loneliness has no answer. That is why we turn to religion that offers a simple response to our foreboding. Our inability to accept the loss as a natural conclusion of being born into conscious life. To know how wondrous the world is. O, the splendour of the night, what is the beauty I will not see? In the end, the sun goes on shining, rain falls every spring flowers bloom as our quest goes unanswered. What´s left is silence.